The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The glass shattered. It did not break with a loud crash, but with a silent, internal sigh, like a bone snapping under too much weight. Eleanor Whitmore watched the shards scatter across the sterile white tile. They were beautiful, jagged diamonds catching the harsh, fluorescent hum of the Ward. She did not pick them up. She could not. Her hands were trembling, a fine, electric vibration that...

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