The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain fell upon the grey facades of London with a persistent, rhythmic monotony that seemed to dampen the very air itself, turning the cobblestones into slick, dark mirrors of the gaslight. Sergeant Arthur Vane stood at the edge of the platform at Paddington, his coat buttoned to the throat, his eyes fixed on the retreating silhouette of the train that had carried his wife, Elara, away to...

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