The Distant Machine

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The ink on my fingers is black, and it does not wash off. I have tried lye, vinegar, and the coarse soap used for the laundry in the Archive, but the stain remains, a dark web of veins that seems to pulse beneath the skin as if the blood itself has turned to ink. It is November 12, 1893, and I am Elias Thorne, a junior clerk in the Imperial Archive, though I feel less like a man and more like a...

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