The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The red soil was wet and heavy in my mouth, tasting of iron and old blood, and I woke with the taste still clinging to my teeth, the biometric monitor on the wall blinking a slow, accusatory red. I am Elias Thorne, thirty-four years old, a Border Enforcement Officer, and I want to cross the Perimeter to find my brother, but the system has flagged my cortisol levels as unstable and locked the...

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