an excerpt from Sirus' fourth journal reads, "I remember... glass. Encased in glass. I couldn't move. Couldn't speak. But I could see everything. I saw everything. I saw everyone. Saw them leave. Saw her leave. It was all so quick. A thousand days and nights passed in a flash. Then...

Nothing. I felt nothing. No sadness or anger. No joy. No pain. No pleasure. I was free. Free to move, to go where I please. Free of desire. Free to see the universe for what it was.

Empty."

and thus the glass he shattered, for he who obliterates has transcended; the empty universe he scoured, in a destructive search of his long lost self.

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