The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The air in the Grand Hall of the Ministry of Continuity tasted of dust and old copper, a metallic tang that clung to the back of my throat no matter how deeply I drew breath. It was a Tuesday, or perhaps a Wednesday, for the days had begun to bleed into one another like watercolors left in the rain, but the rhythm of the machinery above us, the great pneumatic press that stamped our souls into...

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