The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The taste of iron and stale flour filled the air, thick as a physical weight, pressing against my throat. I stood in the center of the circular room, the concrete floor cold through the soles of my boots, while the figure before me lunged with a fury that seemed less like human anger and more like the blind, thrashing panic of a wounded animal. This was the third time today they had thrown me...

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