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... d. Silas began to lose track of time. His lives were flashing before his eyes. He wasn't particularly joyful to see them. From his current perspective, they were depressing.
He used to have nothing in life, so he found joy in the only thing he was good at.
It felt like days were passing. He imagined the sun falling and rising over and over again. He imagined everything around him withering as the forest became a wasteland.
Wars, civilizations, apocalypses... He saw them a ...
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