The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The banquet hall of the Ministry of Civic Harmony smelled of roasted goose and lavender water, a scent that had been engineered to suppress the smell of the smog that choked the city outside. I sat at a long table of mahogany, my hands trembling slightly as I adjusted the cuffs of my white dress shirt. The fabric was crisp, stiff with starch, a small rebellion against the damp, rotting air that...

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