The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The tower was already broken when I arrived. It stood in the shadow of the Palace of St. Jude. It was my palace. It was the bone of the city. The stone was grey. It was cold. It wept. I am a mason. I am old. My hands are rough. They are like bark. I have built for the King. I have built for the Pope. Now I build for the dust. The wind howled. It cut through the mullions. It sounded like a...

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