The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The bell tower of St. Jude’s did not ring. It screamed. It was a sound like tearing sheet metal, a shriek that cut through the thick, grey fog hanging over the valley of Ashworth. Elias woke with his heart hammering against his ribs, a violent bird trapped in a cage of bone. He lay still. The air in the cell was cold and tasted of iron and damp stone. He was a soldier, or had been, before the...

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