The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The door was heavy. Iron banded. Cold. Elara pushed it. The hinges screamed. A sound like tearing metal. The air inside was stale. Thick. Tasted of rust and old blood. She stepped in. The room was small. Square. Four walls. One window. High up. Narrow. Light fell through it. Dust motes danced. Slow. Silent. Elara looked at the door. It closed behind her. Locked. She did not try to open it. She...

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