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[…was looking at the little god.]
The pure white thing said.
The person staring endlessly at the rippled pond couldn’t take their eyes off what was so strange and interesting.
[Do you call something like a bug a god?]
[God is a god. Even if it’s like a flying insect now. Because we also went through that beginning.]
The one in white looking at the pond and the one in red looked at the pond together.
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