The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The rain in the under-city did not fall; it drifted, a fine, grey mist that clung to the fabric of the walls and the skin of the people, creating a perpetual state of dampness that smelled of ozone and old copper. Elias Thorne adjusted the collar of his coat, the heavy wool scratching against his neck, and watched the crowd move through the narrow archway of Sector Four. The air here was thick...

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