The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

Thorne. The sound of my own name, called out in that sharp, clipped tone that meant trouble, cut through the damp hum of the archive like a wire snapping. I looked up from the ledger, my fingers stained with the grey dust of decades, and saw Director Halloway standing in the doorway of the restricted section, his silhouette framed by the cold, blue light of the corridor. He did not step inside....

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