The Distant Nightmare
The hand was missing. Thomas Bradshaw found it in the mud of the ditch. It was not a whole hand. It was a stump. The bone ended in a jagged, white line that looked like a broken tooth. Thomas picked it up. His fingers were black with dirt. He held the bone close to his face. It smelled of wet earth and old iron. He did not drop it. He put it in his pocket. It sat against his thigh. It was...
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