The Distant Promise

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Act I "You're bleeding through the gloves again, Leif. Do you want me to log this as negligence or as a medical event?" The voice was flat, administrative, the kind that smoothed over the jagged edges of reality until they fit neatly into a file. I looked down at my hands. The nitrile was translucent, stretched thin over knuckles that felt swollen, pulsing with a heat that had nothing to do...

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