The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The mirror cracked. It did not shatter, not yet. It held, for a moment, a hairline fracture that ran from the polished brass frame down through the center of the reflection. It looked like a vein. It looked like a wound. Commander Elias Thorne stood before it. He did not flinch. His hand was raised, fingers spread, hovering inches from the glass. The room was silent, save for the hum of the...

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