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'Why had time been born?', it asks itself. People call upon it, others try to hide from it, and there are those who welcome it with open arms. The creator had bestowed upon it but a simple task, to play the game of hide and seek to the 'end of time'. A simple set of rules it has to follow - the players' breath will guide it. 'What of the breathless?', another question corrodes its existence. They are just spectators, for it is not their 'time' yet, just pay them no mind for they may soon follow. There is no game with no rules, and there are consequences for breaking them. 'But what if it doesn't want to play?', it wonders. Then its existence will cease, and what ever existed and will exist, in 'time' they will be lost.
The rules of the game
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