The Distant Promise

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The rust had eaten through the iron key until it was little more than a jagged splinter of metal, and I held it in my teeth as I dragged the body of the boy from the mud. My hands were useless things, the skin stripped raw and slick with blood, but the weight of the child was real. He was light, terrifyingly light, like a bundle of dry sticks that might snap at a touch. We lay there in the...

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