The Distant Journey

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The sky did not darken; it bruised, turning a deep, sickly violet that smelled of ozone and burnt copper, a color that had no name in the old lexicon of the valley but which the children knew as the precursor to the Unraveling, a phenomenon that occurred once every three generations when the atmospheric pressure dropped below the critical threshold required to hold the spectral tether of the...

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