The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The morning bell in the Imperial Archive did not ring so much as it groaned, a low, metallic thrum that vibrated through the soles of my boots and settled in the marrow of my bones, a sound that had become the metronome of my thirty-two years of life, marking time in increments of dust and silence. I sat at my desk, a narrow sliver of oak in the vast, cavernous reading room, my hands resting on...

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