The Faded Ruin
I woke to the sound of the shard. It was not a loud noise. It was a high, thin fracture, like a bone snapping under a heavy boot, or a wire cutting through air. I lay still in the grey light of the hotel room. The city outside was silent. It was always silent here. The dust settled in the corners of my mind before it settled on the floor. I reached for the object on the bedside table. It was a...
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