The Distant Machine

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Chapter One "Three inches. That is all that separates us from the void, and you expect me to walk it with a cipher in my pocket?" I asked, my voice tight, cutting through the hum of the archive. The Archivist did not look up from his ledger. The smell of damp wool and old ink hung heavy in the room, a scent that clung to the back of the throat. I checked my watch. The hands moved with a...

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