The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The glass was not glass, but a membrane of solidified light that hummed against the skin, vibrating with a frequency that Elara Vance had learned to interpret as the ambient anxiety of the facility. She stood in the center of the Containment Zone, a circular room that defied the geometry of the building surrounding it, where the walls breathed slowly, expanding and contracting like the lungs of...

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