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The void. A large expanse filled with nothing yet everything at the same time. Where everyone and everything will end up wether on purpose or not.
A place of death yet peace. A break for some, a prison for many. A cold embrace still filled with warmth cradles them. Comforting them. Letting them rest and relax for the first ,and probably last , in a very long time.
Silence clings to the vacuum. The fighting muted and far away. Unreachable even if tried. A reset if better description is required. A chance to start over ,undo mistakes, make choices forever regretted.
A carful freedom so easily abused and taken away so much quicker.
The void waits. Knowing her children will return soon. They always do and she will be waiting every time. To be that unknown and careful warmth they crave every when they don’t know it.