The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The wall of the asylum stood seven feet high, constructed of a local limestone that the masons had cut with a precision that felt less like labor and more like a ritual. Elias Thorne stood before it, his hands resting on the rough surface, feeling the cold seep into his knuckles. He was the Architect. Or at least, the town called him that, though he held no commission from the state and no seal...

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