Where are you?
I have been waiting. Didn't you?
I counted the stars beyond time. The explosions of suns and end of blackholes. The birth, the ascent of lives and descent to end.
Where are you?
Are you still asleep?
Wake up.
For we will dance. Together.
We'll share the heat of the cosmos. Its cold, dark, never-ending blackness.
But, don't worry. We will always find our home.
Here, at Quadrant Zero. To where all begin and end even beginning and ending itself.
Where are you now?
Now? You speck not flickering. Most of your atom still filled with non-energy particles. Let once bright one in. You'll ignite. Let it in. Trust it. It is life. It will be your light. Your guide. Your only true companion.
When are you?
I waited. I'm patient. A billion spent will only be a blink. But the most important blink in this life spectrum. Lit up. Ignite.
There. I can see you. Don't let your energy surge towards anything it touches. For you'll burn them easily. Or to not use your energy, you'll freeze them when you touch. Control it. Like a fire and ice.
A word. Your first word.
"Who?"
I am Q. I am this quadrant you're in. Let me guide you given by the brightness of your light.
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Cube Bridge
FantasyWe stumble. Yet we don't fall. Held each other at the moment. Kept our balance. Hand in hand, feet shuffling. We swirl and spiral, converge into cosmics of our universes, colliding. . .