The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The ink is black and wet on the parchment, and it dries too fast, sealing the lie before you can even blink. You are Elias, a scribe of Oakhaven, and you have just signed your own confession for a debt you did not owe. Across the desk, Magistrate Vane leans back, his fingers drumming a slow, satisfied rhythm against the wood. He does not look at you. He looks at the window, where the afternoon...

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