The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The air tastes of copper and ozone. It is a heavy, metallic tang that coats the back of your throat, distinct and cold. You stand in the center of a white void. There are no walls. There is no floor, only a soft, yielding suspension that hums against your soles. You are here. You are alone. This is the room where you went to hide from the world, or so you believed. You called it a sanctuary. A...

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