The Iron At The Grass Edge Where The Sovereign Lines Hold Firm Against The Noise
CHAPTER 1: THE WEIGHT OF THE BLADE The two-stroke engine coughed once, spitting a gray plum of exhaust into the midday heat, before settling into a loud, skull-rattling roar that cut straight through the neighborhood’s manufactured silence. The vibration traveled instantly through the black rubber grip, rattling the bones in my forearms and setting a…