The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The carriage wheels bit into the mud of the King’s Road with a rhythmic, wet tearing sound, a sound that seemed to match the slow unraveling of my own composure. I traveled alone, or so I believed, until the shadows of the forest pressed close enough to whisper. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, a perfume of endings that clung to the wool of my coat. I was not...

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