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Kael held the Sextant up to the light. The brass gleamed. He took a breath that didn't taste of soot for the first time in his life.
"Clear" was a myth. A story the old tunnel rats told. A place where the horizon wasn't defined by the skeletal remains of skyscrapers, but by water, or maybe trees. Kael didn't believe in trees—not really—but he believed in the Sextant. It had been humming since he passed the transit hub three days ago. 997c6-bc861-11bc0-b274b
He didn't dodge. He couldn't. He swung his satchel up, interposing the heavy brass Sextant between his face and the tendril. Kael held the Sextant up to the light
Licensing keys for specialized software. Hardware Components: Tracking numbers for electronic parts. Asset Management: Unique identifiers in IT systems. "Clear" was a myth
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