The Faded Quadrant

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In the dream, you are standing in the center of a vast, white plain, and the air tastes of copper and old iron, a metallic tang that coats the back of your throat and refuses to be washed away. The sky above is not a sky but a sheet of hammered tin, riveted to the earth by invisible, trembling tethers, and in the center of this metallic expanse hangs a single, perfect quadrant of glass,...

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