The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The flour dust hangs in the air like a fine, gray snow that never quite settles, coating the surface of your hands and the high collar of your white coat. You are Martin, and you are a baker in a city that has forgotten how to hunger. The ovens hum with a low, electric thrum, a sound that has replaced the crackle of fire decades ago, a steady vibration that you feel in your teeth more than in...

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