(FMW) 1000 Wounds

PROLOGUE
Seeing tomorrow

It is midnight, and I am looking up at the stars.
When I was a child I thought that the stars were lights that spilled through countless holes in the sky.
In the black tent of the night, the light looked like small holes like insect bites and the light of sun leaked through it.

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