The Distant Metropolis

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The frost had settled on the heather like a layer of grey ash, burying the vibrant purple in a silence that felt less like peace and more like a held breath. Arthur Vane walked with the heavy, deliberate gait of a man who had long since stopped expecting the world to yield to his will. He was an investigator, or what remained of one, a title that had once carried the weight of law and order in...

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