The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The air in the Ministry of Memory tasted of ozone and old dust, a sterile sharpness that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s throat. He stood in the corridor outside Director Halloway’s office, his hand trembling so violently that the silver cufflink he was adjusting rattled against his shirt like a small, dying insect. Beside him, a junior archivist named Silas, whose face was pale as the walls,...

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