The Distant Metropolis

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Elias Thorne, you are late for the light, and the light does not wait for men who mistake dust for history. The voice of the village elder, a man whose name you have not yet bothered to learn, cuts through the mist that clings to the cobblestones of Oakhaven like a damp shroud, and you turn from the window of the inn, where the morning is already failing into a bruised purple, to find him...

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