The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The drone’s rotor wash kicked up a fine mist of grey dust, stinging Elias Thorne’s eyes as he stood in the center of the mill’s rotting floor, his hand pressed hard against his chest where the ceramic locket hung. It was a small, unassuming thing, glazed in a pale blue that had chipped years ago, but to Elias, it was the only thing in the world that made sense. The hum it produced was low, a...

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