The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a thick, grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of the old city into slick, black mirrors. Sir Elias Thorne stood in the center of the paved square, his breath ragged, his lungs burning with the cold, metallic taste of the fog. Around him, the silence was absolute, broken only by the distant, rhythmic clanging of the bell tower, a sound...

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