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... oor open, Evan placed his glass on the table - red wine still half full. The moment the carriage rolled up, quiet broke into voices.
A thin shake ran through the red fluid inside the glass when he set it down on stone. Up went his spine, smoothing the dark jacket, then came the cuff tweak. Forward he moved - measured, quiet, one foot after another.
Up above at Lunar Citadel, the highest level became someone’s personal dream world. Stretching from floor to ceiling, glass walls hel ...
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