The Paradox of the Spark
The City was a grid of absolute white. There were no shadows, no secrets, and no mistakes. Every thought was indexed, every emotion was calibrated, and every citizen was a perfect gear in the machine of the Hegemony. Kael was a 'Glitch'. He had been born with a synaptic irregularity that allowed him to perceive the 'Noise'—the chaotic, unmapped frequencies that existed between the official...
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