The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The fog smelled of iron. It coated the teeth. It stuck to the eyelashes. Margot wiped her eyes. The glass was cold. She lived in the Grey District. The buildings were tall. They were black. They breathed steam. The steam hissed. It sounded like a snake. It sounded like a warning. Margot was a weaver. Her hands were thin. Her fingers were long. She wove on a loom. The loom was iron. It hummed....

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