The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

14 November. The mortar spat from the trowel, a wet, grey hiss against the silence of Sector 4. I pressed the brick into the gap, my wrist locking as the stone settled. The sound was final, a dull thud that seemed to vibrate up through the soles of my boots and into my teeth. I looked at the wall. It stood higher than it had yesterday, but the air around it felt thinner, as if the atmosphere...

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