The Faded Ruin
The porcelain bowl sat on the steel table, its rim jagged and white against the industrial gray of the room, a fractured star that had fallen from a sky that no longer existed. It was the only object in the Sector that had not been standardized, not been 3D-printed from the uniform polymer slurry, not been assigned a serial number by the Algorithm. It was a relic, a fragment of the Before, and...
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