The Distant Metropolis

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The bell above the shop door rang with a sharp, brassy clang, cutting through the thick, damp silence of the workshop, and Elias Thorne did not look up from the lathe where he was turning a brass pin no thicker than a eyelash. "Elias," Julian called out, his voice thin and reedy in the cold air, "the postman left a letter for the estate, and I think you should see it before the sun goes down."...

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