The Distant Metropolis

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The rain had stopped, leaving the cobblestones of Millhaven slick with a sheen that reflected the grey, bruised sky above, and Elias stood on the porch of the old stone manor, watching the mist curl around his brother’s ankles. Thomas was smaller than he remembered, his face a map of recent exhaustion, but his eyes were sharp, cutting through the fog with an intensity that made Elias feel like...

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