The Distant Metropolis

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The pencil was soft, the graphite smudged black against the pale blue grid paper, held by a hand that trembled not from cold but from the specific, grinding weight of a calculation that refused to balance. Elara Vance looked at the column of numbers, then at the Chief Architect, who stood by the drafting table with his arms crossed, his face a mask of polite disdain. The smell of the office was...

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