The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

Sota Shimizu remembered the light of the kitchen lamp, that specific, jaundiced yellow that usually meant the hour was late and the world outside the window had turned to a solid, unyielding dark, and in that memory he was already standing in the doorway, the empty vial of synthetic opium trembling in his hand, the weight of it suddenly less than nothing, less than the air that had filled it...

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