The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The dream always began with the smell of ozone and wet rot, a thick, cloying scent that hung in the air of the dormitory like a physical weight pressing against the back of Callum Vane’s skull, and he woke not with a start but with a slow, grinding realization that the ceiling above him was the same pale, peeling plaster it had been for the last six months, yet the air in his lungs still tasted...

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