The Faded Frontier

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The dream began, as it always did, with the sensation of a hand closing around a throat, not to strangle, but to hold in place, as if the dreamer were a bird pinned to a corkboard for the inspection of its plumage. In this lucid, waking sleep, Dr. Elias Thorne stood before the Great Hall of the Ministry of Internal Stability, a room that existed simultaneously in the brutalist concrete of the...

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