The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The sky broke open. It did not rain. It bled. A thick, viscous crimson poured from the bruised clouds, soaking the grey gravel of the long road. It smelled of iron and old pennies. Captain Elias Thorne stood in the center of the lane. His boots were muddy. His uniform was torn at the shoulder. He held his side. The pain was a white star, sharp and cold, pulsing against the rhythm of his heart....

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