The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The stamp on the parchment was a square of red ink, fresh and wet, smelling faintly of the iron oxide used in the dye, and Elias Thorne watched it dry on the ledger with the stillness of a man waiting for a verdict. The foreman, a broad-shouldered man named Halloway who had once been his mentor in the lower offices of the guild, did not look up from his desk, his quill scratching a sharp,...

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