The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a fine, gray mist that clung to the high windows of the Sterling Institute for Advanced Logic. It was a building of stone and steel, designed to filter out the chaos of the world outside. Inside, the air was recycled, dry, and silent. Julian Thorne sat in his office, the glass cool against his fingertips. He was a man of sixty, with hands that...

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