The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The lake was frozen, a sheet of white glass stretching to the horizon where the sky bled into a bruised purple. Elias Thorne stood on the ice, his boots sinking into the crust, the cold biting through his wool trousers. He reached for the water, his fingers trembling, not from the chill but from the effort of holding his own shape together. When he woke, the ceiling of his bedroom was dim and...

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