The Eternal Second
In the year 4092, the universe had grown tired. The stars were dimming, the galaxies were drifting apart, and the Great Collapse was no longer a theory, but a countdown. Elias and Sarah were the last of the Chronos-Architects. They lived in a station that existed in the folds of space, watching the light of the last sun flicker like a dying candle. "We can't stop it," Sarah whispered, her hand...
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