The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The fire did not smell of smoke. It smelled of ozone and burnt sugar, a sweet, cloying scent that clung to the back of your throat even after you had left the building. You remember the taste of it, years later, when you are older and the hair on your temples has gone the color of ash. You remember it more clearly than the face of the man who died in the archive room, more clearly than the...

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