A siren blares. He parts his eyelids like the curtains of a play, ready for the crack of light to trigger nausea. He's awake. @130story
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A siren blares. He parts his eyelids like the curtains of a play, ready for the crack of light to trigger nausea. He's awake. @130story
Ancient skin cracked and fell away in a cascade of delicate flakes, the body beneath renewed, reborn and eager to test its limits. @130story