The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

Thorne, you’re late again. The voice from the dispatch booth was flat, bored by the routine of your tardiness, but you didn’t look up from the map spread across the desk. You were tracing the line of the river, the place where the fog usually settled thickest, where the grey dust of the factories drifted down like snow that never melted. You needed to get to the docks before the light shifted....

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