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You can’t make scissors any more. Not since that day. You can barely spread two fingers of your hand.

You can’t fold paper into shapes.

Boots are gone. Hammers are gone. The empire of the Fan Hoeng, gone.

There isn’t even the Fan Hoeng star.

I like to think that’s just perspective. I like to think that Jeremiah Clean doesn’t have the power to scrub away whole worlds from space — that he’s just the god of our little world, you know? And everything else is still real.

But I really can’t promise that. It makes sense to me, but I can’t.

Those things are gone.

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