The Faded River
"Check the suture line again. Now. Do not look at me; look at the needle. The tension is off by two millimeters. Can you not see the skin puckering? It is not just a cut, Thomas. It is a map of how you fail to understand the world, and you are trying to stitch it closed with your blunt, unyielding hands." Margaret’s voice did not rise, but it carried the weight of the stone walls around us,...
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