The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

I. The key rejected me. That was the sound of the end, a sharp digital chirp that cut through the humidity of the Gatehouse. I am Crescencio Villaseñor, forty-two years old, a Border Warden in the sealed city of Ostra, and my knees were failing me. I wanted to cross the Line before the pain made me crawl. I wanted to reach Elara, my younger sister, who waited on the other side. The System...

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