The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain did not fall; it hovered, a fine, cold mist that settled on the shoulders of the men walking out of the city of Oakhaven. They were moving north, toward the highlands where the air was said to be cleaner and the eyes of the Watchers fewer. Elias held his son, Thomas, tightly against his chest. Thomas was seven, small and quiet, his fingers wrapped around the strap of his father’s coat....

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