The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain had stopped. It lay in the gutters of the main square, a black mirror reflecting the gray sky. Elias stood by the curb. He watched a puddle ripple. He was a man of the law. Or he had been. The badge was gone. The uniform was wet and torn. He held a paper cup. It was cold. The coffee inside was bitter. It tasted like ash. Elias looked up. The building across the street was white. It was...

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