The Wistful Throne

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The air in the Sub-Level 4 containment unit tasted of ozone and old copper, a metallic tang that coated the back of Captain Elias Thorne’s throat as he stood before the central containment field, watching the slow, rhythmic pulse of the bio-luminescent moss that lined the curved walls, a living, breathing entity that seemed to expand and contract with the breath of the unseen forces it held in...

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