The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

You stand before the heavy oak door of the Ministry of Temporal Integrity, your hands trembling not from the cold that seeps through the thick stone walls but from the sheer, crushing weight of the minutes that have passed since you last saw her face, a memory that has begun to rot like fruit left in the sun, and you are told by the clerk, a man whose name is lost to you but whose eyes are...

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