The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The mist in the Blackwood Marsh did not merely obscure the world; it consumed it, a thick, gray wool that pulled at Elias Thorne’s lungs and dampened the click of his theodolite screws. Elias, thirty-four years old and stiff with the particular anxiety of a man who has measured his life in feet and inches for fifteen years, stood knee-deep in the sucking mud, trying to fix the final boundary...

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