The Distant Blade
One hundred and twenty-six steps climb the Amber Stair, a fact known to every child who has lost a shoe on the slick stone, yet the weight of the bronze seal in Nikola Javakhishvili’s hands was heavier than the history of the city itself. The dry season had turned the air into a brittle husk, cracking the mud walls of the thatched houses and settling the dust of the road into the crevices of...
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