The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The iron ribs of the St. Jude’s Foundry groaned under the weight of the November wind, a sound that Elias Thorne felt not in his ears but in the marrow of his bones, a low, resonant thrum that matched the erratic, failing rhythm of his own heart. It was the year 1912, and the city of Bristol lay wrapped in a shroud of soot and damp, the industrial haze pressing against the windows of the...

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