The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

I woke in the white room. The air tasted of copper and salt. I was hungry. A deep, hollow ache that gnawed at the base of my skull. I looked at my hands. They were thin. Pale. The nails were chipped. I remembered the garden. The heavy soil under my fingernails. The smell of wet earth. It was a memory that felt like a stone in my shoe. The door opened. No sound. Just a click. A woman stood...

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