The Distant Promise

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"Is the blade dull again, Colette? Or is it your patience?" The question hung in the air, suspended by the smell of hot iron and lye. Colette Etienne did not look up from her work. She was grinding a paring knife on the wheel, the white stone dusting her apron in a fine, chalky snow. The wheel hummed, a low, persistent drone that vibrated in her teeth, masking the silence of the room. Outside,...

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