The Distant Metropolis

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The first thing Margaret noticed was not the smell of the wet wool, nor the sharp, metallic taste of blood that had flooded her mouth, but the way the bone had given way. It was a sound like a dry twig snapping under a heavy boot, a crisp, final fracture that echoed in the hollow chamber of her own skull. She held the shard of her own metacarpal in her fist, the broken tip pressing against the...

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