The Distant Metropolis
Act I The fenland stretched out like a bruise under the greenish light before the hail, a flat expanse of black soil where the waterlogged earth swallowed the horizon, and the town of Fenside went about its business of liquidation with the grim efficiency of men who knew their time was short, the auction of the fishing fleet already echoing from the jetty, a rhythmic hammering that sounded like...
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