The Distant Machine

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The letter was written on a piece of scrap paper torn from a ration book. The ink was brown, smeared by a thumb that had been working in the mud for three days. Elias Thorne did not look at the words as he wrote them. He looked at the train tracks that cut through the grey fields of Kent, leading north toward London. He was a sergeant in the infantry, but here, in this small, damp room of a...

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