NO MAN’S SKYDB
I daub some of the elixir across the plinth. The stone seems to shiver in response before a voice calls out, resonating from deep within the rock.
this world is an illusion... the boundary is an illusion.... discord and harmony, crimson and glass, it is all the same - and it is all melting...
I see a vision, a red star and a fragile world. I do not understand the shapes within, the whispers, the seeds of glass... I see lifeforms scattered to the far reaches of the galaxies. I see a stranger's first breath, yearning for the stars. I see myself, slumbering in the void, waiting for a dream of worlds...
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