The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The bone was in his hand. It was cold. It was smooth. It was white. Miles sat on the floor of the cell. The floor was concrete. It hummed. The walls were white. They were seamless. There were no windows. There was only the light. The light was everywhere. It had no source. It was a constant, flat white. He looked at the bone. It was a metacarpal. It was small. It was perfect. It had come from...

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