President Taryn sat at her impressively large and incredibly old desk and stared off into space. For more than twenty years she had sat at…
Three voices. One literary house.
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A young woman entered the office of the president carrying a worn piece of paper. Communication was under constant surveillance, so citizens sent private messages…
President Taryn tapped her well-manicured fingers on her well-worn mahogany desk. It was a beautiful relic, she thought, enjoying the sound of each of the…