The Distant Nightmare

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The train was late. It was always late. I stood on the platform at Greyfriars, watching the steam curl into the grey morning air, my hand resting on my hip. The bone there was sharp. It had been sharp for a year now, ever since the procedure. They call it a correction. The Ministry calls it a correction. I call it a wound that never closes. My name is Eleanor Vance. I am a Tier Three Compliance...

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