The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The letter was black. Not just dark ink on white paper. The paper itself was black. A slab of void cut into a rectangle. It sat on the kitchen table. Next to the cold coffee. Next to the salt shaker. Thomas stared at it. His hand trembled. He reached for the tumbler. The ice clinked. A sharp, brittle sound. He drank. The water was stale. It tasted of metal. He looked at the letter again. There...

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