The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain had been falling for three days, a cold, relentless sheet that turned the cobblestones of Millhaven into slick, black mirrors reflecting the soot-stained windows of the textile mills, and I walked through it with my shoulders hunched against the chill, carrying the weight of the city on my back like a sack of wet stone, while the sound of my boots on the wet pavement provided the only...

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