The Distant Machine

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Fourteen hours on the perimeter walk, measured by the tick of the pocket watch and the grating of boots on shale, is the only currency that matters when the sun has dropped behind the black ridge and the cold starts to bite through the wool of a man’s uniform. I am Sergeant Elias Thorne, and I have been counting these hours for six months, not out of love for the task, but because the...

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