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Chapter 90: The City of Smoke

Author: Nova Thorne
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(Jace’s Perspective)

For fourteen years, my world was measured in the slow, rhythmic breathing of dormant cannons. I knew the weight of lead, the cold slumber of Cordite, and the precise, heavy frequency of a continent resting in peace.

I did not know the ocean.

The Resonance had been sailing west for forty-two days. The deep sight—the massive, warm blanket of the founding ground’s empathy grid—had stretched thinner and thinner with every mile. By the thirtieth day, it was nothing but a fragile
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