The Distant Blade
Bastiaan van Doorn, the mason who lived at twenty-three of the Ferry Slip, had forty years of stone under his fingernails and a heart that beat like a cracked bell, and he wanted to finish the tower before the arthritis took the last of his strength. The town council had come to his door that morning, their faces tight with the cold that seeps into the bones in this part of the canal, to tell...
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