The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The glass bowl shatters not with a sharp, violent crack, but with a soft, wet sigh, like a lung collapsing in the deep dark, and you are the one who sees the pieces, or rather, the one who is forced to see them, because the world around you has ceased to be solid and has begun to bleed into a viscous, shimmering amber that pools on the floorboards of your rented room in London. You are standing...

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