The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The glass was not ready. It had never been ready. Elias Thorne stood before the furnace, the heat of the Veridian Syndicate’s central workshop pressing against his chest like a physical weight, and watched the molten silica swirl in its crucible. He was forty-two, a master glassblower, and he was failing. The commission for the High Chancellor was due at the winter solstice, three days hence....

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