The Faded Frontier

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2026-08-19 18:46:00 -

The air tastes of copper and ozone. "Did you see the moss," you whisper, your voice cracking in the dry heat. "It’s turning grey." "Grey is safe," the Lieutenant replies. He does not look at you. He looks at the horizon, a jagged line where the sky bleeds into the static. "Grey is nothing. Nothing is what we need." You adjust the strap of your rifle. The leather is cracked, flaking onto your...

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