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Short Story 17

It was dark as night.

There was a time when it would exist and there would come a time when it would cease to exist.

You could look upwards, to see everything and to feel nothing. Such was the power, such was the responsibility.

The time had come for it to begin again.

In a voice loud and clear, it spoke:

“Let there be light!”

 
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