The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain had been falling in Harrowgate for three days, a steady, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones into slick, dark mirrors. Elias Thorne stood on the platform of the small community center, holding a ceramic bowl that had once been white but was now stained with the residue of a thousand meals. He was a man of average height and average ambition, a junior archivist for the Ministry of...

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