The Altar of Cells
(V-11: Gothic Poetry) The city of Sanctum was not built of glass or steel, but of life. It was a sprawling, organic metropolis constructed within the living tissues of the Macro-man. To the micro-humans, Julian was not a person; he was the Planet. They lived in the valleys of his fingerprints, built their temples in the caverns of his pores, and navigated the rushing rivers of his veins. To...
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