The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

You count the stones. One, two, three, four, five. The granite slabs of the boundary path are worn smooth by a century of boots, but today they feel slick, treacherous, as if the earth itself is sweating. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-four, a border warden for the Ministry of Industrial Stability, and you have walked this stretch of the valley floor for six years. The air is thick with sulfur, a...

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