The Golden Scar
The sky cracked open with a sound like a bone snapping. You felt it in your teeth before you saw it. A jagged tear of violet light splitting the grey horizon. Then the fall. Not a crash, but a slide. The world tilted. The ground liquefied beneath your boots. You stood on the edge of the precipice, watching the city dissolve into mist. The buildings did not crumble. They simply forgot how to be...
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