Seeds of the Saints
The Great Library of Earth did not house books; it housed souls. In the dim, amber light of the Vault, Julian walked among the crystalline pillars, each one a frozen symphony of a billion human lives. Outside, the world was a wasteland of ice and steel, the Great Engines humming a low, mournful dirge that vibrated in the very marrow of his bones. Julian was a Gatekeeper. His duty was not to...
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