The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

You wake with the taste of iron and old rain on your tongue, the air in the sterile white room thick with the scent of ozone and antiseptic, a smell that seeps into the pores of your skin and lodges in the back of your throat like a splinter of glass. The fluorescent lights above you hum a low, monotonous note, a vibration that you feel in your teeth rather than hear with your ears, and the...

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