He fainted again. His breath, spilled messily across his lips, chilled the floor. It had never felt breath before and wondered at it. The breath was soft, in a way a floor, knowing only the rough soles of human feet, could never imagine. It was a new color, a new idea, a new way to be. This small piece of life showed new arrays of chromatic
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