The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

You are standing in a field of ashen grass, the air thick with the scent of ozone and dried blood. The sky above is not a sky but a ceiling of swirling, bruised purple clouds, churning in a silence that vibrates against your eardrums. This is the Hall of Whispers, a place that exists only between the beat of your heart and the next, a realm where the laws of physics bow to the weight of memory....

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