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... cking up.
The walls around him looked like they were carved straight out of old gray stone, clean in a way that didn’t make sense.
He reached out and placed his palm flat against the wall. It was solid, not game-like, but actually real-real. Like the kind of real you felt in your teeth.
He looked down at his feet, still beautiful. His hoodie was still too big, and his shirt was riding up under it a little. This wasn’t some fantasy dream where he had armor and glowing eyes ...
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