The Distant Machine

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The letter was written on the back of a requisition form, the paper stained with the dark, oily residue of the engine grease that permeated the air of the foundry. Sergeant Elias Thorne held the pen with a hand that trembled, not from the cold, though the November wind howled through the broken windows of the shed, but from a profound and bone-deep exhaustion that had settled into his marrow...

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