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“her spirit had slowly stitched itself back together, floating above her body in an astral state for hours that felt like eons. She’d sensed each tendril of her existence and finally understood: souls are not homogenous, singular beings. They are tapestries made of a million glowing filaments, each strand with its own history and ties to others in an infinite webbing of ether.” — Gwen Mitchell
her spirit had slowly stitched itself back together, floating above her body in an astral state for hours that felt like eons. She’d sensed each tendril of her existence and finally understood: souls are not homogenous, singular beings. They are tapestries made of a million glowing filaments, each strand with its own history and ties to others in an infinite webbing of ether.