The Distant Metropolis

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2026-08-21 11:42:03 -

The rain had not ceased for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that blurred the boundary between the heath and the sky, turning the world into a monochromatic smear of wet wool and decaying leaf. I sat in the library, my fingers tracing the spines of volumes that no longer held knowledge, only dust. The house, an ancient sprawling thing of stone and ivy, groaned under the weight of the...

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