The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The damp in the basement of the Ministry of Vitality does not smell like water, but of wet ash and the metallic tang of old blood, a scent that has seeped into the pores of my skin over the last twelve years of service. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two, a cataloguer of organic remnants, a title that sounds dignified on paper but is merely a euphemism for the man who picks the bones of a dead world...

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