The Reset Cycle
Dear Future Me, If you are reading this, it means the Clock has struck again. You are currently in the first hour of your eleventh cycle. Your skin is smooth, your mind is sharp, and your heart is a blank slate. You probably feel a strange, phantom ache in your chest, a sense of loss that you cannot name. That is because I am gone, and you are merely the echo I left behind. We live in the City...
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