The Wistful Skyline

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The glass partition in the Ministry of Records did not merely reflect; it held. I stood before it, my hands pressed flat against the cool surface, watching the dark, viscous line of ink bleed from the knuckles of my left hand, a slow, deliberate hemorrhage that stained the transparency of the room with the color of dried blood and old secrets. I am thirty-two years old, a senior archivist with...

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