The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The letter arrived on a Tuesday, dated three days in the future. Elias Thorne held the envelope in his trembling hands, the paper warm and damp, smelling faintly of sulfur and old dust. Inside, in handwriting that was unmistakably his own, the Bureau of Civic Harmony accepted his thesis. The city of Oakhaven hummed around him, a low, resonant drone that vibrated in his teeth and settled in the...

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