the moment it came apart

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After a bit of traveling Cal and I found a way to a fallen empire. More empty structures and houses than occupied ones. A gradual decline in decisions and routine until there is nothing left but regret and ruin. In the burned kingdom’s center stood a rowed village, a patchwork of tarps and boxes.

“This looks exactly like the x-sailor said it would.”

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Writes literary fiction with a speculative bent. A parent of teens. Accidental house flipper. Friend of cats and dogs. Kindness matters. ND Bi (she/they)

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J Dawson

J Dawson

Writes literary fiction with a speculative bent. A parent of teens. Accidental house flipper. Friend of cats and dogs. Kindness matters. ND Bi (she/they)