The Wistful Skyline

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The city of Oakhaven did not sleep, it merely held its breath, a vast, stone-lunged beast waiting for the command to exhale, and you stood in the center of its throat, the cobbles slick with a rain that smelled of iron and old graves, your hands trembling not from the cold but from the terrible, electric weight of the thing you had just discovered etched into the skin of your own left forearm,...

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