Chapter 12: Morning Drop

Chapter 12: Morning Drop

Proxy was not asleep when morning arrived, which is to say he also was not awake. There exists, between those two states, a narrow territory of grey compromise where the body rests while the mind continues its small, stubborn labor. He was there, drifting through it, his deck still looping the passive camera cycle it had been running since midnight.

Then Nyx placed her hand on his face and physically turned his head toward her.

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