Lucas Klar, a child of not more than thirteen, layed to go to sleep on a gentle August night, with cool air breezing in through a half open window. As his thoughts slowed down, and the gentle pulsating rhythm of his heart beat fell in sync with the universe, visions of a sort were unloaded unto him. His eyes opened, and within his mind, he had entered a new sphere.(CC) Attrib. NonComm. NoDerivs
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