The Faded Frontier

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The rain did not fall. It hovered. It hung in the air above the city, a suspended gray sheet, trembling with the weight of a thousand unspoken confessions. Below, the streets were dry. The asphalt remained black and slick, reflecting the neon bleed of the shop signs. Mara Vance walked through the mist. She carried the glass. It was a small thing. A beaker, no larger than a fist. Inside, a...

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