The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The rain fell on the iron lungs of the city, a steady, rhythmic drumming that sounded like a heartbeat slowing to a stop. Elias sat on the edge of the gurney, his hands clasped between his knees. They were not his hands. He knew this. The fingers were too long, the knuckles swollen with a blue pallor that no amount of industrial soot could explain. They belonged to the man who had died in the...

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