The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The gate stood open. It was the only way out. Beyond it, the fog rolled in thick and white, swallowing the horizon. Elias stood at the threshold. His boots were caked in mud. The mud was red. He had been digging for three days. The shovel was heavy. His arms burned. He looked back at the camp. The tents were grey. The flags were grey. The men were gone. Only the silence remained. A voice called...

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