The Faded Alibi
We stood before the Great Glass, that singular, unblinking eye of the universe, and I heard the hum of our own blood in my ears, a sound so loud it drowned out the wind outside, a wind that did not blow here but seemed to be the memory of a wind, a ghost of a gale that had swept across the plains of a world we had left behind or perhaps a world we had never truly entered, only dreamed into...
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