The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

Elias. The name hung in the air, cold and sharp, spoken by Mr. Halloway with the flatness of a man reading a grocery list. I stood in the center of the Main Hall, the blue glass shard in my pocket digging a small, persistent trench into my thigh. The room was stifling, the heat of twenty bodies and the old heating system pressing against my skin like a damp cloth. We were gathered for the...

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