The Distant Machine

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The letter lay on the heavy oak desk, its seal of wax broken and the paper soft with the dampness of a winter that had lingered too long in the bones of the house, a testament to the quiet, grinding friction that existed between the man who wrote it and the world he was commanded to protect, a friction that had worn him down to a state of pure, trembling endurance. Thomas Bradshaw, the Sheriff...

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