The Distant Wound
Chapter One The Hum was not a sound but a pressure, a static weight that settled in the teeth and behind the eyes. June Fenwick stood at the rusted gate of the Gilded Zone, her breath shallow in the cold air. She wanted in. She wanted her father. The brass compass in her pocket grew warm against her thigh, a dull vibration that signaled the lies thick in the air. She had crossed the border on...
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