The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The fog had not lifted in three days, a thick, suffocating shroud that turned the grand hall of the Ashworth estate into a gray, silent tomb where the light from the chandeliers seemed to die before it could reach the floor. I stood alone in the center of the room, my uniform immaculate, my hands trembling not from cold but from the terrible, vibrating hum that originated in the walls...

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