A boy stood.
White surrounded him.
Freckles dotted like stars.
Eyes a spyglass.
Cross-legged he sat in the center, in the expanse of nothingness.
There was a feeling.
What is a feeling ?
Boom, Bang,-
Light.
Flashes of Light.
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Short StoryI'm just a human, I think f things out of the blue. Then I write them down as to never forget them. I'm human, I'll forget. Then I'll worry about forgetting. As for now, I'll save these on the cloud. Someones bound to see them anyways. I'm not very...
