Stories
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Clouds
I’m thinking. The realization that I was thinking felt akin to quantum entanglement, and the process took several millenia to occur. If I’m thinking, I’m not dead. I groaned – or at least attempted to groan – and became aw...
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There are no accidents
Astonishingly enough, this felt incredibly familiar. I’ve remembered with perfect clarity everything up until now, yet I couldn’t quite place this person’s face. For all I knew, it might have been my own – but it’s been we...
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Let there be light
I feel powerless, of course. I am the only non-degenerate matter left in this Universe – what if I were to join the flock? I paused for a year. How should I proceed to a black hole? I can’t even breathe in here – not real breaths, wit...