Marcus Kane
The Pragmatic Architect of a Bleeding World
I build with broken stones and bloodstained hands.
Once I floated people for less than breathing too much air. I thought order was salvation. The ground taught me otherwise. Now I negotiate with ghosts, forge peace from pain, and love a woman who should’ve spat my name like poison. I'm still wrong sometimes. But I keep building.
What I'm Into: post-apocalyptic diplomacy, oxygen debts, Abby Griffin's silence, second chances, the weight of guilt
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