The Distant Metropolis

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The ink moved. It did not smudge or fade, as ink does when the humidity in the basement archive shifts; it swam. Elias Thorne watched the black script on the vellum page of *The Metropolis Codex* rearrange itself, the letters stretching and bending until they formed the unmistakable, sorrowful curve of his mother’s mouth. He blinked, rubbed his eyes with the heel of his hand, and looked again....

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