The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The shadow of the Great Bell did not move with the sun. It stretched across the cobblestones of Market Square like a black oil slick, defying the geometry of the afternoon light. Elias Thorne stood in the center of it, his hands trembling not from the cold, but from the debt that hung over his workshop like a guillotine blade. He had come to repair the bell’s clapper, a job that would earn him...

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