The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The air in the warehouse did not smell of dust or decay, as one might expect in a forgotten corner of the world, but of ozone and wet iron, a metallic tang that coated the back of my throat and settled into the creases of my skin like a fine, invisible powder. I stood at the edge of the dais, my boots sinking slightly into the floorboards which were not wood, but something that pulsed with a...

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