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The Everwood Aetiology

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Time 13m

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The world is yawning into existence and the night is endless. Slowly but surely, the world is filled with entities, voices, and high emotion. What happened that moment in the Everwood when the mysterious light began to flicker?

Art by Gabriel Piccolo for his ongoing project Icarus and the Sun 

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