The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain fell in sheets. It was cold. The road was mud. Thomas walked. His legs hurt. He did not stop. He carried nothing. He was light. He was heavy. The forest closed in. The trees were black. The sky was grey. He was a sinner. He knew this. He was a prisoner. He knew this. The cage was his body. The key was his breath. He breathed. He walked. There was a wall. High stone. It blocked the...

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