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{Inside The Projection}
Malik and Azeem stood atop a small rocky hill beneath a flying Sinbad.
He glided slow and wide, his wings catching the pale afternoon light.
The three were quietly looking at the town stretched out before them.
It looked peaceful from a distance, no different than any other town.
People moved about, ending their days before night came along.
The markets were most alive, packed to the brim with people, mostly families, their children darting between stalls, having fun as their parents shopped for ingredients they'd likely use for dinner tonight.
"S-So… you're telling me…"
Azeem's eyes twitched repeatedly, his mouth barely able to let the words out.
"All of them will Fall?"
Malik gave a single nod...
"Unfortunately."
And before Azeem could follow up with another question, he lifted his right hand.
