And at once i was not there At once, I was not there—like the wind that forgets its name in the vastness of sky, drifting aimlessly between shadow and light. My shape dissolved into the emptiness, a fleeting echo, lost in the depthless sea of time. But in the silence that followed, something pulled me—an unseen tide, a whisper without sound. I was drawn back, piece by piece, not as I was, but as I was meant to be. The river found its course again, not in the contours of its banks, but in the...
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