The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The quill dipped into the inkwell, a black drop swelling on the nib before it touched the parchment. Elias counted the hours remaining until the Duke’s auditors arrived, three hours left, two hours, one, and with each passing minute the coldness in his fingers grew sharper, more distinct, like a wire drawn tight across his knuckles. He was a scribe, a man of ink and bone, and the ledger before...

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