The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the city into a slick, reflective mirror where the sky and the street seemed to merge in a seamless, wet expanse. I stood at the window of my study, watching the water bead and slide down the glass, blurring the view of the market square below, where the citizens moved in slow, deliberate...

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