The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The dust in the Hall of Reclamation did not settle; it hung suspended in the grey light like a fine, metallic snow, tasting of rust and old iron on the tongue. Elias, who was only twelve but had learned to carry the weight of forty years in his narrow shoulders, stood at the threshold of the Sector Four intake line, his breath coming in shallow, ragged hitches that fogged the cold air before...

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