The Distant Whispers

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The coat was too heavy for the season. It was a thick thing, wool so dense it seemed to hold its own weather. Margaret wore it in the archive, where the air was cold and still, smelling of dust and decay. She had worn it for six years. It was grey. It was the only thing she owned that did not change. The building was a fortress of glass and steel, rising above the city like a blade. Inside, it...

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