We are not doomed.
We may well be determined and we may be defined but we are not definitive and we won’t go on…
What, then, if it is true.
What, then, if it is true that we live in this world.
Hand in hand we walk north in the night, now upon the ice that stretches ahead to the pole and beyond. Can there be a Beyond, beyond the pole…
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Opportunity?She’d been waiting for one.How many years now, imprisoned here…