The Faded Frequency

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To be a thing of glass in a city of iron is to expect the shattering, yet you did not understand the weight of your own fragility until the morning they came for the last of your breaths. You remember the cold, that specific, biting chill that settles in the marrow of the bones, not from the winter wind howling through the crooked spires of the Old Quarter, but from the hollow space inside you...

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