The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain tapped a rhythmic, hollow code against the reinforced glass of Sector 4, a steady percussion that Elias Vance had long since stopped hearing. He stood by the window, his back to the room, watching the gray smear of the city below. The air in the control room smelled of stale ozone and the metallic tang of recycled breath, a scent that had seeped into his pores over three years of...

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