The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

Chapter One "You are holding it wrong," the voice said, though no mouth moved. Vladimir Sargsyan tightened his grip on the leather satchel. The salt flats stretched out before him, white and blinding under the electric air that preceded the storm. He was thirty years old, a border warden of the temple guild, and he carried a sealed letter to the capital. The shadows of the dead walked beside...

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