The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The ledger was warm. Elias Thorne pressed his thumb against the vellum, feeling the heat seep into the pad of his skin. It was a specific, dry heat, like a stone left in the sun. He looked up at Director Vane, who stood by the window, his back turned to the room. The office was cold. The draught from the high vents carried the smell of old paper and dust, but the book on the desk radiated a...

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