The Distant Metropolis

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The iron gears of the Great Clock in the Atrium of the Ministry of Internal Cohesion did not merely tick; they groaned, a low, tectonic shudder that traveled through the polished obsidian floor, up through the soles of Elias Thorne’s boots, and into the marrow of his bones, a vibration that felt less like machinery and more like the heartbeat of a dying god trying to remember how to live. Elias...

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