The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain had been falling for three days, a grey and persistent sheet that turned the cobblestones of the Lower District into slick, black mirrors. Elias Thorne stood before the tall, narrow window of his office on the fourth floor of the Ministry of Aesthetic Harmony, watching the water race down the glass in chaotic, silver threads. He was a man of forty-two, with the posture of a man who had...

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