"If life is left behind one word, than what does that word say?"
My eyes slowly began to come into focus, "Who are you?"
"Quick to the point I see. Very well, I am the dawn, the night, what you see, and what you can't see. I am nothing. I am everything. I am chaos. I am order." A figure began to appear out of the darkness, his face molding, shifting in a blur of color.
"I don't, I don't get it." I shifted my hand to my side, reaching for what should have been there.
"You have been deprived child, deprived of life, all that is open around you. You should know me foremost as the one who shall open your eyes."
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