The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

Thorne. The name was not a greeting but a key turned violently in a lock that had been rusted shut for weeks. Elias Thorne stood by the hearth, his back to the door, stirring a pot of broth that smelled of thyme and wet wool. The sound of the latch snapping echoed in the small stone room, a sharp crack that cut through the low hum of the fire. He did not turn around. He knew the weight of the...

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