The Distant Metropolis

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Chapter One Did you think that a glass eye could hold a voice? Wira binte Ahmad held the shard against her ear, the cold surface biting into the wet skin of her palm, listening for the static that had replaced her brother’s breath. The archive smelled of ozone and old paper, the air thick with the hum of the ventilation systems that kept the mold at bay, a constant low thrum that vibrated in...

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