| 6 | Fragments of a Fallen Past

◈ Elion ◈

The sun hangs low on the horizon, its dying rays casting a warm glow over the small kitchen. The scent of our recently devoured meal lingers in the air, fading by the minute. As I stand at the sink, my hands submerged in the soapy water, I listen to the easy banter of my brothers, the...

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