The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The snow in Vael did not fall so much as it settled, a heavy, grey dust that muted the sound of the cobblestones and the distant clatter of cart wheels. Elias, forty-two, stood in the narrow workshop, his hands moving with the frantic precision of a man trying to outrun his own shadow. He packed his loupe, his tweezers, and the set of brass gears into the leather satchel, the items clicking...

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