The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The air in the fungal kingdom of Mycelia tasted of copper and rot, a thick, humid weight that pressed against Elias Thorne’s lungs with every labored breath. He was thirty-two, a Sergeant in the Spore Guard, and his armor, once a gleaming thing of polished steel, was now caked in a gray, powdery mold that smelled of damp earth and decay. In his left hand, wrapped in oilskin, he carried a...

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