The Golden Suspect
The Aurelian Vault did not fall all at once; it failed along a plane that no drawing had ever authorized, a hidden fault line that ran from the western bedrock through the map room and up, like a memory climbing the dark of a body, to the gilded crown of the eastern wing, and by the time the sirens had found their tongues the building had already decided its own verdict, settling into itself...
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