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Grace in Delusion

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Jars of dried flowers and leaves, sealed with airtight lids, sat above a desk with a microscope. On one end, under the counter, a cooler for slides and specimens, on the counter above it, a centrifuge machine... vials, syringes, glass tubes, gloves and aprons. The office doubled as a lab space. It wasn't perfect, but it served it's purpose for now.

Leaning back in the chair, with his arms crossed over his torso and his chin slumped into his chest, Silas fell asleep in his chair, same as every night before.

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