I couldn’t stop grinning as the Earth fell away, crashing down to seas of broken slate. The old bones that remained, charted a jagged course across the sky and we followed it with tentative feet and fingers.
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I couldn’t stop grinning as the Earth fell away, crashing down to seas of broken slate. The old bones that remained, charted a jagged course across the sky and we followed it with tentative feet and fingers.
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