The Distant Machine

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2026-08-19 17:28:44 -

The ink was still wet when he saw the first tear in the sleeve of his ceremonial tunic, a ragged white line bleeding through the deep crimson wool. It was a minor thing, a snag caught on the iron rail of the balcony, but to Silas, the Captain of the Night Watch, it felt like a wound that would not close. He stood before the mirror in the high tower, the glass clouded with the dampness of the...

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