The Wistful Skyline

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2026-08-18 10:19:08 -

The air in the cell tasted of copper and old rain, a metallic tang that coated the back of my throat and settled into the pores of my skin, a flavor I had long since stopped trying to swallow down and had instead learned to chew upon, much like a man chews a bitter root in a desert, finding in the grit a strange, terrible vitality that kept the mind sharp while the body withered away in the...

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