The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The tower stood in a field of grey mist. It was made of glass. Or perhaps bone. It did not matter. The structure was vast and terrible, rising from the earth like a splinter in the world’s skin. Thomas stood at its base. His uniform was torn. Blood dried black on his collar. He looked up. The top of the tower was lost in the white. He had dreamed this before. Many times. In the barracks, in the...

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