The Distant Metropolis

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2026-08-20 22:09:44 -

You stand in the center of the Grand Hall, the air thick with the scent of beeswax and old, decaying stone, while the rain hammers against the high, arched windows of the White House, a relentless drumming that mirrors the frantic, irregular beating of your own heart. You are not a man anymore, not in the way you were ten years ago when you walked into this service with a spine of iron and a...

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