The Distant Summer

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The banquet hall of the Blackwood Industrial Reclamation Facility smelled of roasted duck, spilled wine, and the metallic, ozone-heavy tang of the new atmospheric scrubbers that hummed in the basement like a dying heart. Colonel Elias Thorne sat at the head of the long mahogany table, his spine rigid against the high back of his chair, his eyes fixed on the trembling hand of the man sitting...

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