The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The train cut through the grey afternoon like a scalpel through wax, carrying Dr. Elias Thorne toward the Citadel. He sat in the corner of the second-class car, his knees pressed tightly together, the leather of his briefcase sweating under his palm. Outside, the landscape was a blur of industrial smog and dormant fields, a monochrome wash of ash and rust. Elias adjusted his spectacles, the...

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