The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

Act I Văn Hung, thirty-two, stood in the throne room of the Iron Court, desperate to secure his brother’s pardon before the dawn bell. The air hummed with a low, metallic vibration, a sound like a wire pulled too tight. It was the sound of the old world holding its breath. The floor was marble, cold and slick, but the blade on the wall, his mirror, began to bleed rust into the stone. The King...

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