The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The object in your hand is a seed. It is small, brown, and dry, resting in the center of your palm like a bullet that has not yet been fired. You look at it, then up at the sterile white ceiling of the mess hall, where the fluorescent lights hum with a frequency that vibrates in your teeth. You are twelve. Your name is Elias. You are watching your sister, Mara, eat. She is seven. She eats the...

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