The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The wine was cold, but the room was hot with the breath of thirty men and the low, grinding hum of ambition. I stood at the center of the long table in the outpost of Kael, my uniform pressed and my medals catching the light of the chandeliers that hung too low, brushing against the hair of the officers. We were celebrating the survival of the courier, a minor victory in the endless war against...

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