The Drowning Hourglass

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The Drowning Hourglass The shelling began at dawn, as it always did. Elias Thorne woke to the sound of it—first a distant rumble, then a rising crescendo that vibrated through the mud and into his bones. He opened his eyes to a grey sky torn apart by fire, and for one disorienting moment he thought he was still in the simulation center in London, watching screens, watching pixels move across...

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