The Faded Apartment
The seal on my chest had been broken for three days, but I did not know it yet. I felt only a dull, rhythmic thumping in my ribs, like a trapped bird beating against the bars of a cage that had slowly, invisibly widened. I was walking north, through the high grasslands that stretched out beneath a sky so pale it looked like the inside of a skull. The air was thin and cold, carrying the scent of...
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