The void presents itself once again, but this time there is something different. Rather than the scary empty darkness I see it as a place with no restrictions. Endless possibilities. No fear. A blank page.
So what shall we build? What will fill our empty space? Will there be music? Books? Movies? Comfortable chairs, or perhaps even a comfy old couch that never looses the smell of Grandma’s brandy spills?
Will there be a garage? I’ve always wanted a garage. Walls lined with tools. Broken machines that need fixing.
Or will there be monsters, waiting to eat my eternal soul.
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