The Faded Quadrant

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The fluorescent tube above the cataloging desk flickered, a sickly yellow buzz that seemed to vibrate directly against the temples. "Elias," a voice called from the stairwell, muffled by the heavy steel door. "Don't leave until you’ve logged the last volume. The audit is in three days." You did not look up. You were already adjusting the lamp, the light pooling on the spine of the final...

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