The Distant Machine

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Chapter One Did you think I would beg? The smell of the room was stale tobacco and wet wool, a thick, suffocating layer that coated the back of Iain Sutherland’s throat. He sat on the edge of the barrack bed, the linen stiff with sweat, and held the letter he had just drafted. It was short. It was sharp. Outside, the offloading of the season’s coal hit the harbor stones, a rhythmic, heavy thud...

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