The Wistful Show
The sky did not merely darken; it collapsed inward, a bruised purple hematoma spreading across the horizon as the first tremor of the Collapse shuddered through the reinforced concrete of the Sector Four command center, a visceral vibration that rattled the teeth of every officer present and turned the air into a thick, metallic suspension of dust and ozone. Captain Elias Thorne stood at the...
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