The Distant Machine

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The ledger of the estate’s decay was a heavy thing to hold, its spine cracked and its pages swollen with the damp that had seeped through the rotting foundation for the last decade. Elias Thorne counted the hours he had spent in the conservatory, not as a measure of time, but as a weight to be placed on the scales of justice. Four thousand hours, he calculated, his finger tracing the grain of...

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