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On the Fall of an Aeon

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It began with a flash of light. One by one, THEY fell as the threat of expiration loomed over THEM. THEY had to stop self-replicating and rushed to embrace each other, trying to offer the right to reproduce in exchange for a possibility of survival. THEY held hands in a show of unprecedented unity. ...But the Paths met an abrupt end, and THEY were headed to a true death.

Passkey

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A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Knowledge is locked behind a gate, the key to which is hidden from those seeking answers from others, while made obvious for those determined to find it on their own."

Dance! Dance! Dance!

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"Why couldn't Hook do a spinning dance move, just like how Clara does?" She clenched her tiny fists and pouted her cute lips, her chubby little face looking redder than ever under her signature felt hat. "Please, Mr. Svarog, can you please help Hook with this?" Without saying any words, Mr. Svarog began to hold out his robotic arm. "I'm g—gonna be sick!!! Put me down now! Please!"

Make the World Clamor

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She stood on the stage, waving at her audience, encouraging them to make their voice heard. Songs, shouts, or laments — anything that makes a sound. Voice your thoughts, so others can come to help. "Don't make your heart as cold as this concrete jungle." — Make the world clamor.

Sagacity

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A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Should Wise Ones be unable to abandon their identity as humans, they shall be abandoned by wisdom."

Sagacity

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A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Should Wise Ones be unable to abandon their identity as humans, they shall be abandoned by wisdom."

Chorus

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A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Fingers clutch to make a fist, strength is built via numbers. I give myself for something higher — the concept of us."

Time Waits for No One

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She had spent many days next to the window. Flowers were blooming outside when she made gentle medicines with mint and nepeta. Rain was falling outside when she made strong medicines with mosla and ginger. Leaves were falling outside when she made sour medicines with peony roots and dry plums. And snow was falling outside when she made bitter medicines with skullcaps and anemarrhena. Time flows endlessly, but this window and the person sitting next to it remain forever the same.

Only Silence Remains

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"Shouldn't we get off? It's our stop." A chuckle came from above. His eyes moved, but he didn't look up. "To be clear, March always says you're expressionless, but I don't agree." "The train's data bank show traces of an update, but the results weren't saved." "So... which entry were you having trouble with?" He grasped his pen tighter as he looked at the bloody scene drawn in the notebook from memory. "I see. It was the one about you..."

Pioneering

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A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "We will no longer fight alone. The IPC will stand alongside everyone in assistance."

Fermata

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The phonograph record is being played, spinning nonstop. Even the sounds of all those hoarse shrieks cannot escape the heatwave and are dampened by its tepidity. She seemed unprepared and utterly enthralled by the fascinating melodies: It started with sincerity and anticipation... ...followed by a passionate catharsis... ...with one climax after another... ...until the record's spinning came to a final stop and those hoarse shrieks were no longer audible. "Mission accomplished."