The Distant Machine
The bell did not ring, as it had for three hundred years, but rather screamed, a shriek of tearing metal that split the silence of the abbey and sent a shudder through the marrow of my bones, and in that single, catastrophic instant I understood that the stone walls which had sheltered me from the world’s indifference were no longer shields but the bars of a cage I had willingly inhabited until...
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