The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray weeping that turned the streets of Oakhaven into a slick, reflective mirror of the city’s broken heart. It was the kind of weather that seemed to seep into the bones, dampening the spirit as much as the coat, and it was in this perpetual twilight that Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the harbor district, watching the water churn...

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