The Beginning....

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The depths of space surround my eyes as I look through the cold glass, seeing my breath condense on the window. A few stars glimmer in the darkness; the only lights of which to see by. I gaze at what would be my only companions until they too start to fade, like the moister on the glass. All I can see is black. Much deeper than the space which encases me. Until this too fades like a forgotten memory. I sail across this sea of nothingness to try and find anything of recognition but there is nothing. Nothing at all...



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