The Distant Blade

added blog Literature

2026-08-24 04:23:29 -

The Distant Blade

The light was low and gray, cutting through the dust of the watchtower’s upper floor, and Elias Thorne stood with his back to the door, listening to the wind rattle the shutters. "You’re bleeding," Mara said, her voice tight, stripping the shirt off his shoulder to reveal the red smear on his skin. "I’m fine," he said, but he did not look at her. "It’s just a cut. From the thorns." "Elias," she...

0 Comments 0 Shares 1 Views 0 Reviews