The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The rain in Vane did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended gray mist that clung to the wool of your coat and seeped into the marrow of your bones, a physical weight that mirrored the rusted ceremonial blade strapped to your back, its cold hum vibrating against your spine like a second, discordant heartbeat. You had traveled for three days, sleeping in the back of cargo trucks and beneath...

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