The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The Script on my forearm pulsed, a jagged line of crimson light against the grey wool of my Warden’s tunic. I adjusted Lily’s collar, her small fingers cold in mine, as we walked the perimeter of the Grey Zone where the fog tasted of iron and old ash. "Hold on," I whispered, though she had not moved. The Gatekeepers stood at the checkpoint, their faces obscured by the heavy, featureless masks...

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