The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended grey curtain that blurred the sharp edges of the City into a wash of indeterminate slate and bruised purple. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the Grand Hall of the Ministry of Cultural Preservation, a space so vast that his own breathing seemed to echo off the vaulted ceilings like a trapped bird, and he held in his hands the...

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