The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain fell hard. It hit the wet cobblestones. It hissed. It steamed. Silas stood in the square. He held his sword. The steel was cold. It cut the air. He looked at the crowd. They stared back. Their eyes were wide. Their mouths were open. They did not speak. They just watched. Silas was a Guard. He wore the black tunic. The silver badge was on his chest. It was a wheel. It had no spokes. It...

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