The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The mess hall of the Deep Terrace Facility smelled of wet stone and burnt sugar, a cloying sweetness that clung to the back of the throat like a bad omen, and Amaru Eland stood at the head of the long table, his uniform crisp, his eyes fixed on the silver platter that had not yet been filled, knowing that the promotion to Director would be the only thing standing between his family and the...

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