The Distant Metropolis

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The train to London King’s Cross cut through the grey afternoon with a mechanical insistence, slicing the rain into mist that clung to the glass. Elias Thorne sat by the window, his forehead resting against the cold pane, watching the blurred landscape of the English countryside dissolve into a smear of mud and hawthorn. He was a man who had spent the last decade building a life out of silence,...

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