The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The champagne tasted of copper and stale air. Elias Thorne counted the chandeliers above him, four in total, each one a cage of crystal that held the light without giving it away. He was forty-two, and the weight of the evening pressed against his temples, a physical ache that no amount of standing could shake. The Ministry of Records Gala was a spectacle of white suits and polished mahogany, a...

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