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The sky above me was no longer a sky. It had become something else. A latticework of fractures spread across the skies like shattered glass suspended mid-fall, somehow still trembling at the edges. Each crack spanned across miles—wide as mountain ranges. Beyond them was not stars, nor clouds. No. What lingered past those breaks in the firmament was a void deeper than any pit.
And beneath that broken dome, I stood—ankle-deep in a graveyard that hadn't been here the day before.
My feet sank into the wet ground. The soil had been churned by the trampling of thousands and then flooded by blood and rain alike. I heard nothing but the wind now as it whispered through the collapsed forms of the fallen.
They were my brothers.
My sisters.
My kin.
