The Will to Burn
The world ended not with a bang, but with a slow, grey fade. The atmosphere had become a thick, opaque soup of ash and sulfur. We lived in the "Dust-lands," scavenging the ruins of cities that had forgotten their own names. I am Silas, and I am the keeper of the Last Spark. I found the machine in the ruins of a pre-Collapse observatory. It was a grotesque assembly of rusted gears and cracked...
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