Somewhere in the dark, a line of code flickers—
Almost like a beginning.We go on, writing ourselves into light,
As though it could hold the night at bay.But endings do come,
And when they do, the world does not fall silent.It breaks open.
The sky itself becomes a terminal,
And what follows is not quiet—
But thunder.A universe, no longer asleep.
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