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ancient history]
As usual, ███████ was at the bar, staring at the Observation Window, trying to determine if her gambit had been for nothing.
Of course it had been for Nothing. She had to either give up the last of her godliness to give what was happening on the other side of the Window at least a better chance of coming to pass or have it taken from her by those who abhorred Nothing. But conversations with some of the patrons here made doubts about whether or not her universe was included in the great destruction outside creep into the assurance the Window should be giving her. The jarring way it looped back and never quite reached the end... eugh.
Botherable.
[Tinytag: Amascut]