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Chapter 2 – Rebirth in Shadows
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... a creaky old rocking chair, I stare at a wall stained with creeping mold that spreads like ancient wounds across its surface. The ceiling's been leaking for weeks, making the air damp and the days feel colder, heavier.
I'm wearing tattered pants and a sweatshirt with more holes than fabric. My unkempt beard and matted hair make me look like a castaway, stranded in the ruins of his own life.
My body aches, my mind slowly dissolves, and the only company I have left is the rusted ti ...
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