The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

Chapter One The air in the vault smelled of wet wool and old iron, a scent that clung to the back of the throat like a bad coin. Mona Mahfouz pressed her thumb against the cold stone, feeling the vibration of the city’s engines humming up through the soles of her boots. She was thirty years old, an archivist with ink under her fingernails, and she needed the Star-Map. Not for glory, but for...

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