The Distant Machine

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The letter arrived in the damp chill of the November morning, its seal cracked and smelling faintly of sulfur and old paper, a scent that clung to your fingers long after you had crushed the envelope in your palm. You are Elias Thorne, a man who has spent the last decade walking away from the smoke and soot of the industrial cities of the Midwest, seeking in the austere, rain-swept moors of the...

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