The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The fluorescent lights of the Grand Hall hummed a frequency that seemed to vibrate directly in the teeth of Commander Elias Thorne, a low, persistent drone that masked the silence of the room. It was a silence not of peace, but of held breath, the kind that precedes a storm or a execution, thick and suffocating in the sterile air conditioning. Elias stood before the tribunal, his uniform...

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