The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The heavy silver tumbler sat in Elias Thorne’s palm, the condensation cold and slick against his skin, a small, wet weight that grounded him in the heat of the grand hall. He raised it to his lips, the metal tasting of iron and old polish, and looked across the table where Clara sat, her eyes fixed not on him, but on the sealed envelope lying on the white linen before her. The air in the room...

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