The light
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The Light The dark sky filled with shimmer in the night as the day slowly became a virtue, of course on one planet the day becomes quickly but on others it is the speck of time when your heart beats fast and the world spins slowly. In a few seconds the sky turned light, the darkness disappeared quickly and light killed off every dark thing inside, it was safe, a home, once again, a virtue. The purple planet turned pink and the stars faded away in to the brightly lit sky. Suddenly everything falls, the planet then drenched in darkness fallowed by stars and planets appearing again. As the planet turns back to its purple atmosphere the story slowly ends. Waiting the long 10000years the survival depends on the light captured in the moments of hearts around and the memories never fade to gray The end
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I woke up in a world that shouldn't exist. And in a body that isn't mine. The city around me is in ruins-silent streets, broken buildings, a sky that no longer remembers the sun. I don't know how I got here. I don't know who I am. My memories slip through my fingers like sand, leaving behind only fragments-whispers of a promise I can't remember making. But something is wrong. The world feels... stuck, repeating itself like a broken record. Shadows move where they shouldn't. Time bends in ways I can't explain. And the deeper I search for answers, the clearer it becomes-this isn't just about me. There's something out there, buried in the loops of time. Watching. Waiting. If I break free, will I find the truth? Or will I disappear like everything else? When the stars grant a wish, what do they take in return?

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