The Distant Metropolis

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The air inside the Hall of Eternal Vigil did not smell of incense or old parchment, as one might expect in a sanctuary of such ancient and unyielding weight, but rather of ozone, heated copper, and the metallic tang of blood that had long since dried into the grout of the flagstones, a scent that clung to the back of the throat like a persistent, bitter aftertaste of a meal long finished. Here,...

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