The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The dust in the workshop did not settle; it hung in the air like a suspended judgment, catching the pale afternoon light that filtered through the high, narrow windows. Elias Thorne sat on his stool, his hands wrapped around a cold cup of tea that had long since lost its heat, and stared at the disassembled heart of the cathedral’s great clock. He was forty-five years old, a man whose life had...

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