The Distant Blade
The keystone is glass, Elias. It’s sleek, it’s light, and it’s what the city wants. Julian stood by the drafting table, his arm resting on a blueprint that looked more like a circuit diagram than a building plan. He tapped the center of the page, where a void had been left for the arch’s crown. We are not building a cathedral, brother. We are building a hall for commerce. Elias looked at his...
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