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The Story
The moment the past loses its grip.
There is a point at the edge of an old life where staying is no longer possible. Everything narrows to one thought. The time has come. The habits, the memories and the decisions that shaped a person are still heavy, the body has already started pulling away from them, and they have finished what they were for.
The flame appears as a natural act and takes whatever has nowhere left to go. Parts of a person go up in the rising light, steady, almost calm. Glowing dust and cracked ground are what it leaves, dry heat still coming off both, and the smoke sits out at a distance. Ahead there is a clear light.
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