The Thermostatic Cage
The sky was a meticulously calibrated canvas of eternal azure. A breeze, locked at exactly 24.0°C, brushed against the city, carrying the scent of filtered air and artificial forests—clean, sterile, and utterly devoid of impurities. Kael stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Paleo-Meteorology Bureau, his fingertips grazing the cold glass. He felt like an […]
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