The Distant Metropolis

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The rain did not fall so much as it was pressed against the glass, a relentless, grey smear that blurred the world outside the windowpane. Inside the manor house, the air was thick with the scent of wet wool, candle wax, and the metallic tang of old blood. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the library, his back to the door, his body a rigid pillar of exhaustion and duty. He was not a man who...

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