The Faded Frontier
You have been walking for what feels like an eternity, though the sun has not moved an inch in the sky, hovering above the gray skyline like a bruised eye that refuses to blink, and your shoes are so heavy with the mud of the city that every step feels like a labor against the earth itself, and you are not tired, not in the way that one is tired after a long day of work, but you are tired in a...
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