The Faded Frequency
The rain hits the glass. It is cold. It is hard. You are in the room. The room is small. The room is white. You hold the badge. It is heavy. It is cold. You look at it. The metal is dull. The engraving is deep. You trace the lines. Your finger slips. You try again. You are a captain. You are old. Your hands shake. The tremor is bad. The doctor said so. He looked at you. He did not look at your...
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