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A forest of a single tree, surrounded by the nothingness that was not yet the world. A vacant wind, and a land with no shape. The world was a single forest, the forest a single tree, alone for all time, and no time at all. In that single, eternal moment, an emotion blossomed within the tree, a feeling so powerful it smothered all parts of its existence, loneliness. It was the loneliness felt by...