The Weight of a Memory
The city of Aethelgard was a miracle of glass and gravity, a cluster of ivory spires floating amidst a sea of eternal clouds. It was a place of absolute peace, where the citizens lived in a state of perpetual grace, their lives governed by the harmony of the spheres. Julian was the last of the High Archivists, a man whose duty was to maintain the Memory Well—a shimmering pool of liquid light...
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