The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The scale read four grams. I weighed the vial again, the glass cold against my palm, the blue liquid inside still as a frozen vein. Four grams of potential death, or four grams of proof. It did not matter which, so long as it was real. My lungs had been rattling for three weeks, a dry, hollow sound like marbles shaken in a tin can, but the weight in my hand was the only thing that felt solid. I...

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