The Distant Nightmare

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Act I Who is left when the uniform is stripped away and the name is struck from the ledger? The question hung in the damp air of the ferry queue, unanswered, as Georgi Karamyan waited his turn, the weight of the copper ingot shaped like an oxhide pressing a familiar, cold indent into his palm. The rain did not fall so much as it intruded, finding every hole in the thatched roofs and every gap...

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