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The world will deconstruct while your eyes are closed, in that split second when you’re not looking. Stars will fall and galaxies will explode, and people will vanish into thin air like trailing puffs of cigarette smoke under a neon light. You’ll be left alone with stardust and ash and a feeling that you once knew the meaning of life, but you forgot to remind yourself to remember.
Fourteen years, three months, and twenty-six days. That’s nothing, after everything you’ve been through, but they were still the hardest. It was hard to think with stardust in your hair and ash in your lungs and the smell of smoke still lingering in the air, and the lights and the sounds and feel of grime on the walls and grime on your skin. It was hard.
Please, don’t blink.
See, it’ll happen again. You’ll rebuild the world, making clockwork people in a clockwork town with no idea they don’t exist, because it’s no fun of the