The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

Roman Benes hammered the pry bar into the seam of the desalination intake, the metal screaming against the rust. The wet snow was too heavy, dragging the lines down, but he did not stop. His hands were steady, though his heart was a drum beating against the inside of his ribs. He needed to see the clog. He needed to prove the system held. "Stop it," Elara said. She stood in the doorway, her...

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