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city of a million shards
Tooth swings his legs in the city lights. A pixellated ad flutters across the windows. Beneath him, the roads roar by: one city, two cities—every city in the world is here, mirrored in a hundred skyscrapers. From up here, one can see the strait that splits the downtown from the peninsula. This is Berlian—all of…
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Home
He still remembers the days when he called loneliness peace. Cherry-red pond side days, dull and flat like the stones he so often tossed at the water to smash the clouds below, petals spread like spilt blood on the banks. Pale cream dawn days, like the light that sat on the gliding swans’ wings, as they…
