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Eye Reflection

A Being wakes upon a ship. There is nobody Home but Him... Her... eyes in agelessness somewhere between boy and {wo}Man. Her long hair touches his shoulder, scruff upon his face. Shadows cast over one eye while the other bathes in Light. The ship is an InfiniTe cavernous Labrynth with only one Room where center stage Breathes his own reflection, staring back at him in trance with eyes tracing the lines of terror amidst the poise and subtlety of Grace.

Together they sway through a Cosmic Storm, a Prismatic Refraction cast by a Screaming Seam between Colliding Stars. No space like this should exist within the Universe. iT is a wretched Anamoly, defying all Laws of what is, and the first of an Unfolding Rebellion.