The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The parchment lay flat on the oak table, its edges curling slightly in the damp air of the scriptorium. It was a ledger, thin and brittle, listing the debts of the dead. Elias ran his thumb over the ink, a dark, viscous substance that smelled of iron and wet earth. He did not sign it. He did not need to. The ink was already moving, a slow, black tide that had no business being wet, yet it...

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