The Distant Affair

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2026-08-20 15:32:38 -

You are late. I am not. The clock on the wall ticks. It is a heavy sound. It fills the room. The room is cold. The air smells of dust and old paper. I sit in the corner. My hands are on my knees. They are still. I am a machine. I am a tool. The tool is sharp. The tool is cold. My name is Silas. I am a man of the law. I have worn the badge for thirty years. The badge is heavy. It hangs from my...

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