The Wistful Voyage

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"Look at it," Clara said. She held the glass jar up to the fluorescent light. Inside, a single fern unfurled its fronds with terrifying slowness. It was green. Vividly, aggressively green. The office around them was gray. The carpet was gray. The souls of the men who sat in the glass cubes were gray. "It is alive," said Julian. He did not look at the fern. He looked at Clara’s hands. They were...

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