The Distant Machine

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The letter arrived on a Tuesday, the ink still wet with the particular dampness of a November that had settled over the industrial quarter like a heavy, grey shroud. It was addressed in a hand that trembled slightly, the letters sharp and angular, bearing the seal of the High Authority for Spiritual Purity. Margaret Holloway sat at the heavy oak table in the center of the room, her fingers...

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