The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

"You are in violation of Section Four." The voice came from the air. It had no mouth. It did not breathe. It simply was, a flat, gray tone hanging in the stagnant air of the Hall. I stood still. My hands hung at my sides. They were empty. They had always been empty in this place. "State your intent," the voice said. "I intend to remember," I said. "Memory is a controlled substance. You are in...

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