The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The air in the ventilation shaft tasted of rust and old sweat, a metallic tang that coated the back of Sergeant Elias Thorne’s tongue as he crouched in the dark. Below him, the floor of the old textile mill groaned under the weight of decades of neglect, the concrete cracked by the roots of weeds that had long since broken through the surface. He was not alone in the silence. Somewhere in the...

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