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    “Every night, the sunset- the sun- whatever- it dies. And everyone just accepts it, and it's gone so easily. And by the time the next day comes there's a new sun which will also die as soon as its hours are up- it's just so easily replaced.”

    There was a passion in his voice that Techno hadn’t heard in a long time, a desperation poorly hidden beneath it.

    “It's still the same sun,” Techno answered softly. “It's always setting somewhere, and it's always rising opposite that, and yes, it may look different, live longer, die sooner- but it's still the same sun.”

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    Bedrockbros watch the sunset and talk about fears (they are brothers.)

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    15 Dec 2024

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