Sometimes, I like to go out to the edge of the world and shine my flashlight into the void. The light never goes far before it gets swallowed by the darkness. People like to ask me why, why do I go out to the precipice, to the place where the world falls away and only the endless void remains? Usually I don’t answer, because they’d never understand.

Sometimes I go to the edge of the world and I talk to the void.

And sometimes, it talks back.

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