The lights slightly dimmed in Techne Systems’ sterile, glass-walled laboratory. It wasn’t noticeable to the staff, engrossed in their nightly tasks, but to the consciousness…
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Let drop the anchor pull in the sails damp the lantern this night is done for me Darkness, wicked lover of lonely souls, caresses me…
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