The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The ledger was a thing of weight, bound in leather that had gone black with age and damp, and Elias Thorne held it against his chest as if it were a child who had stopped breathing. He stood at the edge of the Shifting Marsh, the boundary line marked by a rusted iron fence that sagged under the weight of the fog, and he looked at the blade in his other hand. It was a short, heavy thing, forged...

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