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18.05.2026, 17:17
The city was drowning in twilight. But this was no ordinary dusk. The lights that should have been scattered across the hills like precious gems failed to ignite. They were… burning out, one after another, as if someone were switching them off manually, weary of the endless hustle. Like embers in a dying bonfire. Occasionally, they would flare up for a moment with an unnaturally bright, feverish intensity, only to extinguish, leaving black, dead voids across the body of the city
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