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[ you find yourself in a void, a pitch black darkness.
but for some reason, it's cold. you sense that it's reminiscent to winter, even if you might get the feeling that season has already long passed.
even if you can't see much, you can see the cold wind drafting in, the chill there. there's a silent tug there, as if quietly telling you to move forward.
not as if there's anywhere else to go.
or anyone else to guide you. and the sense of loneliness you feel tells you that there's something up ahead that will ease that fear. ]
but for some reason, it's cold. you sense that it's reminiscent to winter, even if you might get the feeling that season has already long passed.
even if you can't see much, you can see the cold wind drafting in, the chill there. there's a silent tug there, as if quietly telling you to move forward.
not as if there's anywhere else to go.
or anyone else to guide you. and the sense of loneliness you feel tells you that there's something up ahead that will ease that fear. ]