The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain falls like a verdict. It is cold, precise, and relentless, drumming against the heavy wool of your cloak as you walk the cobblestones of the Citadel. The city is a labyrinth of gray stone and iron. It is the Year of the Iron Law. You are a Warden of the Archive. You do not fight with swords. You fight with silence. Your hands are trembling. You look at them. They are your own, yet they...

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