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... vast galaxy.
He remembered now; it wasn’t a dream. It was a memory. He’d been here before, for a long, long time.
Or at least, he thought it was a long time. There was no way of knowing how much time had passed here.
But he remembered waiting. Drifting and waiting for his soul to be whole again.
And then, as he drifted, he heard a voice. The center of the universe, whispering into his cracked soul.
--find me
Where? He asked.
--find me when ...
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