The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The name was thrown across the room like a stone, sharp and flat, landing on the polished floor of the archive without a sound that wasn’t already in the air. Maren looked up from the stack of nutrient logs, her fingers stiff and white from the cold, and watched Director Halloway stride toward her desk, his coat heavy with the damp of the hallway, his face a mask of bureaucratic indifference...

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