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... t in his fingers, slowly and cautiously. The edge remained excessively sharp. It remained sharp even after being in his pocket for three days. It also did not reflect the light correctly—like glass at one moment, then polished bone the next.
It had no place in this world. He was aware of that.
He tucked it back into the inner fold of his tunic and stood up.
The bruises remained taut over his ribs. His shoulders were in pain. However, it has become boring now. Diminishing. ...
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