The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The bell did not ring; it screamed, a jagged tear in the fabric of the morning that swallowed the sky whole. I was standing in the courtyard of the Ministry of Static, my hands gripping the iron railing so hard the metal bit into my palms, watching the spires of the city dissolve into a grey, pulsating mist. We had been told for generations that the mist was natural, a benign weathering of the...

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