The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

Act I The order came down before the frost took hold. Maire Brannigan stood in the temple courtyard, the rain sideways against his face, a physical weight that soaked through his wool and settled into his bones. He was thirty-two, a border warden on the night watch of the granaries, and he wanted only to secure his post before the solstice, to keep the ledger clean and the debt to the Regime...

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