The Last Definition of Light
The bunker was a concrete throat, swallowing the last remnants of a dying world. Outside, the radiation had turned the atmosphere into a shimmering, toxic veil. Inside, the air tasted of recycled sweat and ozone. Soren was the Archivist. He was the only one left who knew how to read the old books, the ones made of paper and ink. He lived in the lowest level, where the temperature was a...
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