The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The dream did not wake Marcus Thorne, but it did not let him sleep. He lay suspended in the grey limbo of the early morning, the air in his bedroom thick with the scent of ozone and wet stone, a smell that had no place in the sterile, climate-controlled apartment he shared with his wife, Elise. In the dream, he was not in his bed but in a vast, windowless hall where the floor was made of...

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