The Distant Machine

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Elara Vane. The conductor’s voice was a dry snap, cutting through the steam-filled carriage. He wanted her ticket. She fumbled in her coat pocket, fingers brushing the rough wool, and produced the folded paper. It was a small, damp rectangle, the ink slightly blurred by the rain that had started an hour ago. 12th October, 1912. She wrote this in the margin of a scrap of paper torn from a...

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