The Distant Metropolis

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The road did not end; it simply forgot how to be a road and became a river of black mist that swallowed the wheels of the cart whole. Elara sat on the edge of the wooden crate, her fingers wrapped tight around a single, heavy brass button, its surface warm and humming with a low, subterranean vibration that she could feel in her teeth. It was a small thing, a piece of a coat she had worn for...

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