The Distant Summer

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The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended gray curtain that turned the glass walls of the Ministry into blurring panes of static. Elias Thorne stood at the center of the Atrium, a place that smelled of wet wool and old paper, his hands clasped behind his back where they trembled with a vibration that had nothing to do with the cold. He was a man who had built his life on the...

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