The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The humidity in the server room was a living thing, a thick, invisible fog that clung to the back of my throat and settled into the pores of my skin, smelling of ozone and the faint, metallic sweetness of overheated copper. I adjusted the thermal sensor on Rack Four, my fingers trembling not from the cold, but from the sheer, crushing weight of the data that flowed through the fiber-optic...

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