The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of the old industrial district into a slick mirror reflecting the soot-stained brickwork and the flickering gas lamps that no one had the budget to replace with electric bulbs, and in his office on the fourth floor of the university’s annex, Elias Thorne sat with his back to the window, his fingers...

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