The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The transfer order lay on the desk, the ink still wet, smelling faintly of the cheap toner used in the administrative office. Elias Thorne stared at the document, the paper thin and brittle under his fingertips, feeling the grain of the wood beneath the laminate surface. It was a commendation, technically, though the word *commendation* felt too soft for the violence that had preceded it. He...

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