The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The iron key was heavy in my palm, its weight a familiar anchor against the cold stone of the keep. I turned it twice, the mechanism grinding with the friction of years, before I slid it into the leather pouch at my belt. It was a small, mechanical act, but in the silence of the great hall, the sound of the lock clicking shut felt like a bone breaking. I am Elias, thirty-two years old, a border...

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