The Distant Metropolis

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The brass telescope sits on the mantelpiece, its lens clouded with the dust of decades, yet it is the only thing in the room that feels awake. You are standing in the hallway of the family estate, the air thick with the scent of beeswax and decay, your uniform pressed and cold against your skin. You are a sergeant, a man who has spent the last five years walking through the ash of a war that...

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