The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The governor’s banquet was a thing of gold and silence, heavy with the smell of roasted pork and stale ambition. Ha-jun Seo stood in the corner, his uniform stiff with sweat, his hand resting on the hilt of a sword that felt lighter than air. He was thirty-two, a city guard, and his stomach was a hollow place where hunger lived. He wanted rice. Not for himself, but for his sister, who sat in...

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