The Circle and the Line
I am a Line. I exist in the Great Plane, a world of infinite length and width, where the only truth is the direction of one's travel. My people are poets of the axis, masters of the coordinate. We believed our world was the totality of existence. Then came the Circle. It appeared in the center of our capital, a shimmering, curved boundary that defied all logic. In our world, there are no...
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