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... y morning, the sky cleared, and every mountain peak was capped with white.
Mountains and rivers are meant to be this way, aging yet undying, observing silently, devoid of emotion, witnessing the myriad sufferings and joys of the mortal realm; with feelings, what remains in the end is only loneliness and sorrow.
"If the heavens have feelings, they too would grow old..." The young man sighed, and then thought of his talent for "immortality," feeling a slight stirring within.
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