Dust and Light
The town of Oakhaven was a place where the wind always smelled of sulfur and dying hopes. It was a rusted husk of an industrial center, where the only thing that grew was the unemployment line. In the corner of a repurposed canning factory, a few misfits gathered to paint, using salvaged plywood and house paint. Caleb was the king of the ruins. A dropout with scarred knuckles and a gaze that...
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