The Distant Metropolis

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The rain did not fall so much as it invaded, a thick, industrial slurry that turned the cobblestones of the lower districts into a slick, black mirror reflecting the choking glow of the gaslights and the endless, churning smokestacks of the textile mills. Elias Thorne stood in the eye of this deluge, his breath coming in short, ragged bursts that misted in the chill air, his hands trembling not...

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