The Faded Root
The glass facade of the Sterling Institute for Structural Integrity did not shatter in the way one might expect from a catastrophe, but rather exhaled, a long, crystalline sigh that turned the morning air into a field of diamond dust. You were standing in the lobby, your hands clasped behind your back, watching the shards cascade down the marble staircase like a slow, glittering avalanche, when...
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