The Distant Summer

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You’re bleeding again, Heide. Kael’s voice was dry, stripped of the warmth I had once mistaken for mentorship, as he watched the blood well from the cut on my hand, a wound made by a tool that had frozen solid in the grip of the summer heat. I was twenty-four, a junior guard in this alpine valley that felt less like a home and more like a provincial airport with no planes, just the long, empty...

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