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conformerYou must recover. You must recoup. You must regenerate.
Despite the encroaching freeze. Despite the oncoming ice age. Despite the paralyzing despair, the ugly future, the invisible menace.
The demon decrees it. The angel authorizes it. The organism orders it.
You have no choice but control. You have no control over your choice. Either or.
There is only so much daylight to waste, so much of the visible spectrum to burn, so much of the waking cycle to spurn. There is no shortage of darkness; the universe was borne out of darkness and cold and nothingness. You are a child of the split second that exists between the light and the darkness.
You must return. You must rise above. You must reap.
Go not gently.
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