The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The sirens did not wail so much as they screamed, a high-pitched digital shriek that tore through the humid air of the valley town. You felt it in your teeth before you heard it, a vibration that rattled the fillings in your back molars. It was Tuesday. Or Wednesday. Time had lost its grip on you weeks ago, snapping like a dry twig under the weight of your own exhaustion. You were standing on...

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