The things that appear around me are mine to name. Mind you, I am not the creator.
I no longer feel bonded to the objects after they've been created. Only the start.
I am Beginning.
I tell the other. He seems pleased.
What else shall I witness the origins of?
~Beginning
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Diary of The Infinite
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