The Wistful Campus

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The iron gate of the Citadel did not open. It never opened. It was a wall of rusted bars, fused by centuries of heat and cold, standing guard over a city that existed in the static between heartbeats. Elias Kael pressed his shoulder against the cold metal, the weight of his empty stomach a dull ache in his ribs. He was a Detective of the Void, a title that meant nothing to the starving, but...

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