The Distant Machine

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2026-08-20 23:23:27 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, industrial drumming against the corrugated tin of the wagon roof that blurred the boundary between the interior and the decaying landscape outside. I sat with my back pressed against the cold wooden frame, my hands resting on my knees, fingers curled around the fraying edges of my uniform trousers, feeling the dampness seep through the wool...

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