The Distant Metropolis

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The door was locked, which meant Clara was not in the house, or she was not the kind of person who left the door unlocked for a man who had not spoken to her in six months, or she was dead, and Elias Thorne stood on the wet stone path with the mirror in his hand, feeling the cold seep through the soles of his boots, the fog so thick it erased the horizon and made the moor appear to end abruptly...

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