The Wistful Skyline

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The banquet hall of the Ironworks Institute smelled of roasted pheasant, stale beer, and the metallic tang of ozone that clung to the walls like a persistent, unwelcome guest, a scent that reminded Sergeant Elias Thorne of the days before the sky began to bleed, before the city of New Carthage had been swallowed by the creeping, iridescent mist that no engineer could map and no priest could...

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