The Distant Wound
Chapter One The tin mines of Cornwall had long since ceased to bleed silver into the sea, leaving behind a landscape of moss-choked lava fields where the wind held a constant, physical stillness that stopped the mills and silenced the gulls. In the walled community of Oakhaven, where the air tasted perpetually of damp stone and decayed grain, Vernon Zorn moved through the lower archives with...
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