Speculation, Inquiry, and a Quest for Purpose

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Felled

They came without warning, without provocation, and without mercy. I was spared, but not left unscarred. They came for my neighbors and my kin, all of whom were taken without a word of protest. We couldn’t understand what was happening—not at first. The first few fell flat on their back and just lay there, disbelieving, not wanting to believe what was happening. Then came the butchering. I...

Awaken

A tickle on your nostril makes you subconsciously snort and sniffle, rousing you from your unconscious slumber, but just enough for you to reach for your blanket, or the black satin sheet, anything to cozy yourself back to sleep. Another tickle, you wipe your nose, you reach again. Your fingers close, but not on down, nor pillow, nor sheet. Your fingers close on a clump of cold beads, smaller...

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