The Distant Metropolis

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2026-08-20 09:18:40 -

The iron bit of the halter snapped against my cheek, a cold bite that tasted of rust and old blood, as I stood in the center of the market square, the cobblestones slick with the grey mist that always rolled in from the harbor before dawn, and I felt the weight of the city pressing down on me not as a physical force but as a spiritual gravity, a heavy, suffocating blanket that smothered the air...

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