The Faded Frontier

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The dream began with the sound of a zipper, a long, metallic tear that ran from the navel to the crown, splitting the boy’s skin like a ripe fruit splitting under the weight of its own sugar, and in that fissure, where the blood should have been, there was only a cold, grey dust that smelled of old library books and dried lavender, a scent so ancient it felt less like a memory and more like a...

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