This scripture is a stone. It is set as the dust that weaves through the universe, and through me, and through you. These words, however, are not set in stone; they wisp and weave through time. Just as the dust I'm breathing right now.
This stone isn't real. And maybe I'm not real.
This realm is real. And it isn't. It defies what one may expect of the universe. Laws don't quite exist...
I don't understand.
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