The Distant Machine

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Did you think the water would stop? I write this from the ruins, where the smell of wet ash still clings to my skin like a second layer of wool. It is the night of the sheet lightning, the air so dry it cracks the lips, and the dogs of the canal town are barking in a rhythm that maps every shadow in the marsh. I am Willemina Schouten, and I have lost the mill, but I have kept my name. The deed...

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