Leg Sexanastasia Lee -

And on that night, when the prosthetic right leg finally gives out, and Lee falls like a broken spire into the chemical canal, Sexanastasia will kick once—powerfully, gracefully, beautifully—and swim away into the deep.

Sexanastasia trembles. It knows she's lying. It wants her to lie. Because the truth is too terrible: the leg has been counting down the days until it can leave her. And Lee, in her strange, crooked love, has already written its farewell letter. Leg Sexanastasia Lee

Lee knew better. Sexanastasia had woken up. And on that night, when the prosthetic right

The audience applauded, thinking it avant-garde. And on that night

By an Anonymous Chronicler of the Broken Spire

"The Spire wants its dream back," he whispers, handing her a glass vial filled with amber light.