The Silence of the Symbols
(V-12: Existential Minimalism) The world was a flat, grey plain under a white sky. There were no trees, no birds, and no colors. The survivors lived in clusters of concrete huts, communicating through a series of crude, geometric symbols scratched into the dust. Language had died a thousand years ago, leaving behind a species that could feel hunger and cold, but could no longer name them. The...
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