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... d. Not broken.
But erased—
like a good intention mocked by the universe.
Nathan looked up.
What used to be the sky... was now the ground.
Flat. Smooth. Hanging upside down
with the texture of an old man’s sole.
The distant forest shrank into a rotten silhouette,
slowly dissolving—
like the leftover dust of a bad dream.
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