The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The bell above the Ministry’s side door rang twice, a hollow, metallic sound that cut through the stale air of the antechamber. Elias Thorne froze, his hand hovering over the filing cabinet, listening for the footsteps that never came. He was thirty-four, an archivist of modest rank, and he had spent the last three years in this windowless basement, cataloging the debris of a state that claimed...

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