The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The ink bled from the plaster in slow, black tears. Elias Thorne watched the stain spread across the wall of the interrogation room, a dark vein pulsing in the damp stone. He did not blink. His hands remained dry, steady on the table, as he read the final line of the report he had just signed. "You understand what you have done, Clerk Thorne?" The voice belonged to Warden Halloway, though the...

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