The Faded Quadrant
The pill is blue. It rests on the table. You look at it. The light is gray. The room is cold. You are here. You are always here. The court is vast. The ceiling is high. You see the pillars. They are stone. They are old. You feel the weight. The weight of time. The weight of stone. You take the pill. You do not swallow. You hold it. It is small. It is hard. It is a lie. You know this. You have...
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