The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

You wake with the taste of iron and ash on your tongue. It is a thick, metallic sludge. It coats the roof of your mouth. You spit. It is red. The air is cold. It smells of ozone and burnt sugar. You are standing on a bridge. It is made of glass. Beneath your feet, the city below is a grid of gray stone and black smoke. It is industrial. It is heavy. The sky is the color of bruised slate. You do...

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