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... r and more fundamental, three goddesses watched Olympus tear itself apart.
The realm itself defied description in any language mortals—or even most gods—could understand. It wasn't black. Black was a color, and this place existed before color had been invented. It was the concept of space between stars given form, the quiet pause between one heartbeat and the next, the gentle darkness behind closed eyelids when sleep finally came.
Floating islands of crystallized night drifted th ...
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