The Distant Metropolis

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It was the cage that gave him away. Sergeant Elias Thorne sat on the edge of his cot in the narrow barracks of the Fourth Precinct, the brass mesh of the small cage resting in his palms. It was a light thing, a delicate lattice of gold-colored wire, yet it held a weight that seemed to pull at his wrists. Inside, the nightingale ruffled its feathers, a small, dark eye watching him with an...

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