The Distant Garden

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The mortar landed in the wheat field three hundred yards to the east, and the shockwave arrived before the sound. It hit me in the sternum, a physical blow that knocked the breath from my lungs and sent me sprawling into the dirt. I lay there, tasting copper and ozone, watching the sky churn with a bruised purple light that had no business existing in a summer afternoon. The air was thick with...

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