The Wistful Campus

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The light in the archive is a physical weight, pressing down on the dust motes that hang suspended in the air. It is a light that does not forgive, a grey wash that turns the leather bindings into the skin of dead beasts. I am Hillechien Hoekstra, twenty-four years old, and I am an indentured servant with three years left on my clock. My task is simple, or so it seemed: to catalog the war...

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