The world.
It resides in winter. A winter of fire.
Hot and bright. Cold and dark. Everywhere and nowhere.
Silence prevails above the infinite noise. The terrible silence of apathy. It hides at the edges of speech. And behind the eyes.
Eyes and ears are closed.None will ever know and see but a few. The few cannot overcome except the world realizes. And the world is them. They are the world.
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