The Distant Metropolis

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The parchment arrived at dawn, still damp from the rain that had battered the tower for three days. It bore the seal of the High Inquisitor, a red wax impression that looked less like a symbol of authority and more like a clot of fresh blood. I am Elias Thorne, thirty-two, and for the last five years I have served as a scribe for the Inquisition, a role that promised stability in a city...

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