#0180. The Second World as split in two. We have known this since our birth. The dichotomy is built into our souls and etched on our bones. We know. There is the icy and digital reaches of where the Heavenly tourists reside and wait out their time. Icy expanse. Clouds and vapor. The wings there are diamond and sapphire. The Angels there are benevolent. And still they terrify us. Despite their command we are very very afraid.
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