The Distant Affair

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The iron bit was cold in my mouth and the taste of my own fear was metallic and thick, a sludge that coated the back of my throat as I gripped the reins with hands that were no longer quite mine, for they were the hands of the boy I had been ten years ago, and the boy I would be ten years from now, and the boy who had never stopped running, never once stopped running from the sound of the drums...

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