The Distant Metropolis

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The road was gone, buried under three feet of fresh snow that had fallen without pause since dawn, and Elias Thorne stood in the mud that still clung to the earth’s surface like a bruise, clutching the rusted iron compass he had inherited from his father, a man who had walked these same lines for thirty years before his heart gave out in a hospital bed that smelled of antiseptic and defeat. He...

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