The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The torch in Elias’s hand did not tremble so much as it shuddered, a low-frequency vibration that traveled up the ash-wood handle and into the marrow of his wrist. He was thirty-two years old, an Inquisitor of the Third Order, and he had waited four years for the day he could secure his own promotion by burning a heretic. The square before the cathedral was packed with a silent, grey mass of...

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