The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

Act I I remember the weight of the door, how it resisted my shoulder before yielding, a heavy oak slab that had outlived three kings and one war. I am Gerrit Hoekstra, thirty-four years old, a border guard whose uniform now hangs loose on my frame, a relic of a duty I abandoned not for glory but for the simple, crushing obligation of blood. The house stands on the edge of the black-soil plain,...

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