The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The cough came first. It was a wet, rattling sound, like gravel shifting in a dry bucket, and it kept Elias Thorne awake through the long, grey nights of November. His mentor, Silas Vane, lay in the back room of the apothecary, his skin translucent over the bone, his eyes clouded with a fog that no amount of willow bark or honey could clear. Elias was forty-two, a man of precise habits and...

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