The Distant Legend
The collapse of the glass atrium at St. Jude’s University was not a sudden shattering but a long, sickening exhalation of reality, a structural groan that pulled the very air out of my lungs and replaced it with the metallic taste of ozone and the sharp, sterile scent of pulverized silica, a moment of suspended doom where the sky, previously a flat and indifferent blue, suddenly became a jagged...
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