The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The air in the subterranean command center tastes of ozone and stale coffee, a metallic tang that coats the back of your throat and settles into the crevices of your skin, a constant reminder that you are breathing recycled atmosphere in a place that was never meant to be lived in, only endured. You are standing before the central console, a vast arc of glass and steel that hums with a low,...

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