The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The rain does not wash you clean; it only makes the grime slicker, turning the grey dust of the Sector into a paste that seeps into the pores of your skin and the fibers of your uniform, a cold, wet shroud that clings to your body with a persistence that feels less like weather and more like an accusation. You are running, or perhaps you are stumbling, for the distinction has blurred somewhere...

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