The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The dampness in the subterranean archive of the Royal Institution for Historical Preservation was not merely a condition of the air but a physical weight, a fungal silence that pressed against the eardrums and settled into the marrow, where I, Elias Thorne, had spent twenty-two years cataloging the dead in their paper coffins. At forty-two, my lungs were already failing, a hidden rot I had...

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