The Faded Paradox
The morning light in the atrium of the Whitmore Institute of Advanced Behavioral Studies did not so much illuminate the space as it did suspend it in a pale, gelatinous haze, a quality of air that felt less like atmosphere and more like a thick, suffocating fog that had been allowed to settle over the polished obsidian floors and the towering, cold steel columns that rose toward a ceiling lost...
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