The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

I woke in the static, that gray, humming void where the air tasted of ozone and burnt copper, and I knew with a visceral, bone-deep certainty that I had left something essential behind, a vital organ of my soul that had been excised while I slept, leaving only a raw, bleeding stump where my capacity for hope had once resided, and I stood in the center of the endless, featureless white expanse,...

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