The Shadow City

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2026-06-08 10:02:11 -

The Shadow City

The rain in New Chicago didn't wash anything clean. It just made the grime wet. I stood on the observation deck of the Wanderer and watched it fall in sheets against the reinforced glass, each drop catching the neon glow of the city below like a tiny broken mirror. Six hundred and twenty years. That's how long it had been since the bombs fell. Six hundred and twenty years since the Cold War...

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