The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

Chapter One Did the spores know my name before I spoke it? I asked this of the dry wind that cracked the clay pots in the courtyard, but the air only carried the scent of wet earth and forgotten names. Madeleine Descamps, thirty-two, a Border Warden, stood in the temple courtyard off-hours, the stone cold against her spine as she watched her daughter’s cough turn black. The child, Lise, was...

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