The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed against the tin roof of the survey wagon, a relentless, metallic tapping that sounded like a clock counting down to something inevitable. I sat at the table, my hands wrapped around a cup of cold tea. Across from me, Captain Halloway adjusted his spectacles. He was a thin man, precise in his movements, as if every gesture had been measured and...

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