The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The iron bit snapped against the wet cobblestones of the High Street, the sound sharp and brittle as a bone breaking in the night, and Elias Vane did not stop. He stood atop the scaffold that had once been the pride of the Guild Hall, his hands white-knuckled around the rail, watching the crowd below not as a man watches an audience but as a beast watches the hunters who have finally cornered...

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