The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The rain does not fall so much as it exists, a pervasive, gray mist that saturates the air of the compound until your lungs feel heavy with the taste of wet stone and ozone. You are standing in the center of the atrium, a space that was once a cathedral but has been hollowed out and repurposed into the administrative heart of the Bureau, its vaulted ceilings now obscured by a lattice of...

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