The Wistful Skyline

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The air in the Pneumatic Chamber tasted of copper and stale ozone. Commander Elias Thorne stood before the glass partition, his hands resting on the cold steel of the railing. Through the thick, fogged pane, he watched his daughter, Clara, suspended in the white void. She was seven years old. Her hair, the color of dry straw, floated around her head like a halo of dust. Her eyes were open, wide...

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