The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The porch boards of the Thorne ancestral home groaned under the weight of the morning, a sound that Elias Thorne had heard since he was a boy, but today the creaking was joined by a softer, wetter noise, like skin stretching over bone. He stood with his back to the door, his service pistol holstered at his hip, watching the Gray Bloom creep across the gravel of the drive. It was a pale, fibrous...

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