The Distant Journey

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The letter lay on the desk, the paper yellowed and soft as old skin. I held it under the lamp, the light catching the smudge of ink where Silas had signed his name. It was a notice of probation. My hands shook, not from the cold, but from the weight of the words: *For the protection of the asset and the integrity of the workforce, you are ordered to remain in the boiler room for seven days to...

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