“The snow reminded him of a piano tune he could no longer name, music that felt like falling down the stairs in slow motion, painlessly, without impact. He suspected he’d been sent here to fail. This mission was a pretext to get rid of him […] This was cross-double-cross.”
Ashley Stokes, “Ultima Thule” (Part One)
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