The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain did not fall so much as it hung suspended in the air, a grey curtain of fine needles that turned the cobblestones of London into a mirror of wet slate and soot, reflecting the gaslight in fractured, trembling shards that seemed to dissolve before the light could fully coalesce. Elias Thorne stood at the threshold of his workshop, a place that smelled of ozone, heated copper, and the...

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