The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The Obsidian Seal burned against my palm, a cold fire that ate the flesh without heat. I sat in the stone cellar, the dampness seeping into my joints, watching Julian Vane through the bars. He was not the monster the Ministry had painted him to be; he was merely a man, tired and thin, with eyes that held a terrible, quiet clarity. I wanted his blood. I wanted to prove that Elias Thorne, senior...

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