The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain did not fall so much as it settled, a fine, grey mist that clung to the wool of Elias Thorne’s coat and seeped into the bones of the city. He walked with the heavy, rhythmic gait of a man who had spent a lifetime measuring weight, his leather boots clicking against the cobblestones in a pattern that had long since ceased to be conscious. The year was indistinct, lost in the static of a...

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