“Some weapons kill. Some protect. But one remembers every scream it has ever caused.”
The sky was blackened with ash and sorrow.
Yousef wandered alone across a graveyard of ancient gods, where the sand held memories and the wind recited names long erased from stone. It was not a place marked on any map. It did not exist in the waking world, but in the aft…
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