The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

Chapter One In Keshan, the air tasted of iron and wet wool, a flavor that settled in the teeth and refused to leave. I sat in the corner of my apartment, the only light coming from the coal stove, watching the soot drift down like slow snow. The silence was heavy, broken only by the distant, rhythmic clanking of the mill hammers, a sound that had become the heartbeat of my days. I was...

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