The Sun Has Set
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The day was long and the men rejoiced under the sun's bright light, thinking the world is inside their fists now.
But as soon as the sun's rays started to falter, fear of the unknown engulfed them into madness.
Few were left to witness the sun's burial. Fewer to mourn. But those who endured through it, found themselves being called Rulers.
From the vast darkness of this void, seldom a faint cry could be heard only to be muffled by another ... and another, until it was back to deep silence again.
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