The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain in the city of Aethelgard did not fall; it descended, a cold, metallic veil that blurred the distinction between the cobblestones and the grey sky. Elias Thorne stood on the precipice of the rooftop, his breath visible in the damp air, watching the fog swallow the lower districts. Below him, the industrial sprawl of the metropolis churned with the rhythmic, sickly pulse of the Great...

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