The Constant Solitude

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2026-05-29 22:35:14 -

The world was a white void. There was no horizon, no sky, no earth—only an endless, luminous expanse of pale ivory. I did not remember my name, or where I had come from. I only knew that I was large, and that they were small. They lived in a cluster of floating geometric shapes, a city of prisms and spheres that drifted around me like frozen bubbles. They called themselves the Echoes. We spent...

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