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The knife tapped on the table ( Read more... )

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Tssssing

Tssssing

Long, even strokes. That is what did it. Sharpening the knife was a matter of patience and control.
Long, even strokes.

TssssingCalah Tsedak had been a man who liked knives for a very long time. The glint of the edge of the blade. The way a sharp one went through flesh. It was lovely ( Read more... )