The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The sky fell first. Not rain. Not snow. Light. A blinding, white fire that poured from the clouds like milk from a broken jug. It hit the castle wall. It hit the ground. It hit me. I was on duty. I remember that. I was standing by the gate. My hands were on the hilt of my sword. I felt the heat. I felt the burn. Then there was silence. I opened my eyes. The wall was gone. The gate was gone. The...

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