The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The bell above the door of Silas Vane’s tailor shop did not ring so much as it sighed, a long, weary exhalation that stirred the dust motes dancing in the shafts of amber light cutting through the gloom. It was a sound that had persisted through the reign of the Iron Council, through the rationing of wool and the strict quotas on thread, and now, in the twilight of the Second Silence, it...

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