The world changed.
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Kingdoms rose—
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And fell.
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Empires burned—
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And turned to dust.
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Time moved forward.
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Always forward.
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But Kaelion did not.
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He stood at the edge of a quiet cliff—
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Looking over a land that no longer remembered him.
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The wind moved.
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The sky shifted.
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The world lived.
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And he remained the same.
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No scars.
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No aging.
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No end.
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"…Still nothing."
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His voice was calm.
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Not tired—
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Not hopeful.
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Just… certain.
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He had walked this world for longer than most stories could remember.
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Watched cities rise from soil—
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Only to return to it.
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Watched people live entire lives—
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While he remained unchanged.
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At first—
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He searched for answers.
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Then—
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For meaning.
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Then—
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For anything at all.
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Now—
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He simply moved.
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Not searching.
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Not running.
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Just continuing.
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Because stopping—
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Changed nothing.
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A bird passed overhead.
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Free.
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Unaware.
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Alive in a way he no longer understood.
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Kaelion watched it for a moment.
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Then turned away.
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The road below stretched far.
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Across hills—
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Through forests—
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Toward lands he had not yet walked.
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Or perhaps—
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Had simply forgotten.
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It didn't matter.
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Nothing stayed.
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He stepped forward.
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And began walking.
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Far away—
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Beyond what he could see—
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Beyond what he could feel—
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Something else existed.
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Not human.
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Not bound by time.
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Watching.
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Waiting.
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Unchanging—
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In a different way.
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And for the first time in a long while—
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Kaelion was not alone in that truth.
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He just didn't know it yet.