The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

Every clock in the city kept the same time, which was the only lie the state ever told. Walter Barlow stood in the center of the Ministry’s annual Gala, his throat dry, his hands trembling slightly as he held the master chronometer. The room hummed with the low, electric buzz of the new pulse-grid, a sound that felt like a headache pressing against the inside of his skull. He was forty-two, a...

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