The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The fog rolled in from the harbor, thick and gray as the wool of a dead sheep, swallowing the cobblestones of the dockside until the world shrank to the immediate radius of a man’s breath, a cold, wet circle where the smell of brine and rusted iron hung heavy in the air, pressing against the lungs like a physical weight that made every inhale a labor of survival rather than a gift. Thomas...

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