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... filled half the sky, a swollen coin with the smell of iron and rust that pulsed with an awful heartbeat.
The air smelled of copper and gunpowder; it was the smell that never faded from memories.
The clouds bled; it was not droplets of water that fell from that sky, but drops the color of fresh meat, and they struck the leaves and the ground with a steady, wet rhythm. They did not splash so much as sink, darkening wood and cloth and skin, like ink spreading through paper.
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