The Distant Blade
The intake form for the Aether Shard project lay on the stainless-steel table, its edges curling slightly under the weight of the fluorescent tube above, a bureaucratic skeleton pinned to the sterile air of Lab 4. I signed my name in the lower left corner, the ink still wet and black against the white void, while Julian stood behind me, his shadow stretching long and thin across the linoleum...
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