The Distant Metropolis

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The stone walls of the basement wept. Elias Thorne pressed his palm against the damp limestone, feeling the cold seep into his skin like a physical weight, a pressure that matched the tightening in his chest. He was a structural engineer, a man of load paths and shear forces, yet the mill felt alive, a dying thing that knew his name. He held the cracked surveyor’s theodolite with trembling...

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