The Distant Metropolis

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The hide is screaming again, a thin, metallic shriek that vibrates against the bone of my thumb. I pull the needle through the grain, binding the noise into the stitching, and the sound drops to a low, wet hum. It is the winter solstice, three days hence, and the ceremonial boots for the High Priest are unfinished. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two, a master cobbler in the village of Oakhaven, and I...

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