The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain did not fall. It hung. A grey, suspended curtain outside the window of the archive room, trapping the dust in a static haze. I counted the drops on the glass. One. Two. Three. They never reached the sill. This was the nature of our isolation. The building stood alone on the hill, a square of stone and iron, cut off from the world below. Below, the city churned. Steam rose from the...

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