The Hollow Sun
The world was a sphere. A perfect, seamless shell of white porcelain that contained everything there ever was or would be. There were no stars, no moon, only the Sun—a giant, golden orb that hung in the center of the sphere, providing light and warmth to the inhabitants below. Julian was a seeker. He had spent his life studying the forbidden texts, searching for the truth about the Sun. He had...
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