Chapter 2 - Staring at Starry Text Boxes
It might not have been such a bad thing that she never got to see the Nightsky Caves, considering she found all that enveloped her was an endless starry abyss once the dark text box faded. The stars shifted, softly and wrong, as if someone had set a .gif’s frames to crossfade on a set of frames clearly unfit to be edited that way.
She couldn’t for the life of her remember the source of that traumatic memory, but it was an accurate comparison. Remember… A swift burst of panic came and went through her very being. The sensation of being incomplete, with the knowledge of just what she was missing forever unreachable. The fissured memory of her last day was almost clear in comparison.
Though there was nothing to be felt, a manner of sensation was present, just not in a way she could describe. Thought-like, almost. She could watch these stars for eternity and perhaps be content, but the foreboding wouldn’t yield, remnants of memory and star alike shifting into more words before her.
| Integration complete. Traveler, two paths stand before you.
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