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Under the surface everything stirs. I do not fully grasp my own wishes and expectations anymore. For the first time in a long time, I hesitate.
They told me this world was fallen. I used to live by that; I would wait like so many other had for centuries. Then the day came when I saw not a fallen world, but a world full of people oblivious to its potential with an unshakable conviction that it was nothing but a fallen world.
Never a sound had been more unbearable. There was the blast. The longest agony in my life. And then there was silence. Darkness after that thunder.