The Distant Metropolis

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You are lying in the damp earth of the valley, your cheek pressed against the cold, wet soil that smells of iron and rot, and you are dreaming of a city made entirely of glass and sound, where the spires do not cast shadows but instead refract the light into a thousand jagged, screaming shards that dance across the faces of those who look up from the streets below. In this dream, which feels...

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