The Distant Metropolis

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The stone did not fall; it dissolved. It is a sensation Elias had never quite mastered in his lectures on geology, the idea that solid matter could simply cease to be, turning into a gray mist that smelled of wet chalk and old rain. He stood on the edge of the precipice, his fingers digging into the moss that clung to the crumbling lip of the cliff, watching the library below. It was not a...

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