The Pale Silence

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The Pale Silence

The world had lost its voice. There were no birds, no wind, and no echoes. Everything was a shade of bleached bone, a landscape of white ash and frozen salt that stretched toward a horizon that never ended. I am the Last Man, the final heartbeat in a universe of static. I spent my days walking across the salt-flats, searching for a sign—a single green leaf, a single drop of liquid water, a...

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