The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain did not fall so much as it insisted. It pressed against the glass of the station window, a cold, wet hand trying to break in. Elias stood by the departure board, his breath fogging the pane. The board flickered, a digital eye blinking in the dim light. It showed no times. It showed no destinations. It showed only a single, scrolling line of text: SUBMIT. He adjusted the strap of his...

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