The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

"You’re bleeding again, Elias." Clara stood in the doorway of my office, her hand hovering over the doorframe, her face tight with that specific look she wore when she saw something she didn’t want to touch. I looked down at my left index finger, the one I’d been using to smooth the edges of the day’s intake forms. A thin line of black ink was weeping from the cut, not red blood, but a dark,...

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