The Distant Legend
"Check the seal on the east wing," Mara said. Her voice was thin. Cut by the wind. "It’s leaking again." Elias looked up. He held a wrench. His hands were shaking. "It’s not leaking. It’s breathing." Mara stopped. She stared at him. The hallway was long. The lights flickered. "The building is concrete, Elias. Concrete doesn’t breathe." "It does." He stood up. He brushed dust from his knees....
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