The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The first shift was fourteen hours long, and I counted every minute until the clock struck six, my fingers drumming a hollow rhythm on the cold iron railing of the catwalk. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two, and I watch the Blackwood Paper Mill at night, a job that pays enough to keep the lights on but not enough to keep the tremor in my hands from making a mockery of my dignity. I want to find the...

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