The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The ink was still wet on the ledger when the glass began to sing. It was not a sound that the ear could isolate from the rest of the world, a sharp, metallic shriek that seemed to emanate from the very atoms of the sheet, vibrating in a frequency that turned my teeth to lead and made the air taste of copper and ozone. I sat in the center of the Great Hall of the Ministry of Standardization, a...

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