The Distant Machine

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The frost had settled into the mortar of the stone walls with such tenacity that the air itself seemed to vibrate with a cold, crystalline dread, a static charge that prickled against the skin and settled deep in the marrow where the blood moved sluggishly, thick and reluctant, as if it, too, were freezing over. I stood before the great iron gate of the Institute, my uniform stiff with the...

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