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... eful. As if the air itself had settled into mourning.
Three days had passed since the vigil. The storm had cleared, but the grief still hung low, dense and unspoken. The halls were slower now—footsteps more careful, conversations hushed, laughter entirely absent.
Personnel were given a temporary stand-down. No missions. No drills. Just recovery.
Rowan sat beneath the canopy of the facility's courtyard garden, wrapped in a thick sweater, his legs curled beneath him on the ...
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