The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The champagne in my glass had gone flat, a warm, fizzy nothing that tasted of copper and old dust, as I stood amidst the swirling sea of tuxedos and gowns in the Grand Hall of the Meridian City Library. It was the centennial gala, a night of velvet ropes and hollow applause, where the air hung thick with the scent of lilies and the quiet desperation of men who knew their time was running out. I...

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