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"C-P-L," Elias muttered, tapping his desk. "Climate. Protocol. Liaison."

The world was dry, but according to the file, it didn't have to stay that way. cplaefwsmp4

It sat in the deep cache of a decommissioned Arctic weather station. Unlike the other files, which were riddled with bit-rot, this one was pristine, locked behind a level of encryption that hadn't been used in fifty years. "C-P-L," Elias muttered, tapping his desk

A woman with tired eyes stood in a lush, green valley that shouldn't have existed in the middle of the Great Drought. She looked directly into the camera. " Elias muttered