The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

Eleanor dreamed of the water as it had been before the drought, a vast, breathing sheet of silver that stretched out to the horizon where the sky and the earth forgot where one ended and the other began. In the dream, she was standing on the bow of a barge, the wood warm beneath her bare feet, holding a rusted iron blade that was not a weapon but a tool, a thing of precision used to cut through...

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