The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

He woke with the taste of copper in his mouth. The ceiling was white. It was not the ceiling of his home. It was not the ceiling of the shop. It was a slab of smooth, unyielding light. He blinked. The pain in his left hand was sharp. A wire ran from the wrist to the wall. "Still awake, Thomas?" The voice was soft. Too soft. It lacked the gravel of the city. It lacked the hum of the machines. It...

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