The Silk of Void
Lucian lived for the line. As a painter in the city of Orizon, he had spent his life trying to capture the essence of movement on a static canvas. But the universe had decided to provide him with a medium far more visceral than oil and pigment. The Collapse began as a whisper in the architecture. First, the edges of the buildings began to blur. Then, the people started to fray. It was called...
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