The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain had been falling on the village of Oakhaven for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones into slick mirrors and the air into something heavy and wet that settled in the lungs like dust. I stood at the threshold of my father’s workshop, the door creaking on its swollen hinges, watching the water race down the glass pane that separated me from the world...

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