The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The city of Oakhaven did not exist on any map I had ever studied, yet it rose from the mist with the terrifying precision of a blueprint, its spires piercing a sky that was not blue, but the bruised purple of a healing hematoma. I stood at the edge of the Obsidian Plaza, my fingers trembling not from cold, but from the sheer, crushing weight of the knowledge that hummed in the air like a struck...

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