The Distant Metropolis

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The glass did not break; it dissolved. That is the only way to describe the moment the chandelier above the General’s desk lost its cohesion, turning into a fine, glittering mist that settled on the mahogany like premature snow. I watched it happen, my pen hovering over the ledger, the ink dripping onto the page in a slow, black tear that mirrored the silence in the room. We are creatures of...

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