The Distant Nightmare

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The leather badge in your left hand has lost its shine, the gold leaf rubbed away by twenty years of thumbs and the damp air of Oakhaven, leaving only a dull, scratched surface that mirrors the gray sky above the foundry district. You stand in the queue at the infirmary, the line of constables stretching back to the brick wall, each man shifting his weight as the coughing fits ripple through...

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