The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The glass cracked first. It did not shatter. It did not explode. It simply fractured along a hairline seam, a single white vein of light that spread across the surface of the specimen. Elias Thorne held his breath. His fingers, stained with the residue of decades of chemical baths, trembled around the brass calipers. He did not drop it. He did not gasp. He watched the line widen. The room was...

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