The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The banquet hall of the Ministry of Internal Security smelled of stale wine and ozone. It was a vast, circular room in the basement of the old government complex, its walls lined with lead glass that hummed faintly under the load of the century above. Captain Elias Thorne sat at the head of a long table, his hands resting on the polished oak. They were steady. They were always steady. Around...

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