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... ian Stark
How long has it been since they took us—no, dragged us off our broken world? Since those monsters beat the shit out of us and threw our battered bodies into this airborne nightmare. I don't know anymore. Days blur into one another like blood in water. Time bends here. I sit on wet feathers—soaked through, slick, cold. We all do. Me, Frank, Paula, and the others.
Our prison is massive. A steel monstrosity, the size of two buses welded together by a sick god. Crude bars l ...
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