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There once was a fisherman. He fished at night on a quiet lake, carrying nothing but his gear and an oil lamp. One night, the sky was full of stars, the moon whole and bright, its reflection resting perfectly on the water. From that reflection, he caught a fish. A
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A snap of the fingers, and its thumbnail lit up like a candle. The creature peered through the circular window. It had only one good eye; the other was glass, usually clouded white. The window itself was stained glass, fractured into a dozen colors that bent the winter light. He
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As the glass elevator rose, the sound of strings filled the space—the vibration of chords resonating through wood. The building was almost entirely glass, broken up by metal railings and columns. Most of it was offices, with a large balcony-like opening in the center that looked down onto the
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He was in charge of changing the lightbulbs of the stars that went dark after a while—if you will. He worked in something like the back of a bowling alley, except it was the universe he was responsible for. He was blind as a punishment, or so the gods
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I woke up in the middle of the night, drenched in a cold sweat. I had to find my tablet. This was going to be groundbreaking. It came to me in a dream—one of those fucked-up ones with hooded creatures and impossible places. The kind of dream you never
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There was a noise downstairs, though he knew no one else was in the house. He went down the stairs and stopped at the end of the hallway, standing still. He heard it again—coming from the storage space beneath the stairs. With one hand on the handle, he leaned
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He knelt to drink from the lake. The water felt different. As he swallowed, he felt it move through his body—not just down his throat, but through him—until it reached his eyes. The world changed. Everything was alive. Then he heard it: a voice on the lake, barely
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On her boat, she paddled slowly, drifting toward a cluster of stars, choosing only what was necessary for that night. She guided the boat as close as she could to the tree and reached up, pulling the nearest star free with one hand. The boat rocked gently as she plucked