The Distant Affair

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The building stood in the rain, a monolith of gray concrete and steel. It did not move. It did not age. It simply persisted, a fixed point in the shifting chaos of the city. Elias saw it in his dreams before he woke. In the dream, the towers were breathing. They expanded and contracted with a slow, rhythmic pulse, like the lungs of a sleeping god. The windows were not glass but eyes, unblinking...

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