The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The morning light in the Hall of Records did not break through the high, arched windows so much as it seeped, a pale and hesitant fluid, pooling in the dust that hung suspended in the still air. It was a gray, industrial dawn, the kind that smelled of wet slate and the metallic tang of the new pneumatic tubes that had recently been installed to transport documents between the lower floors and...

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