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/// hic sunt leones ///
/// [ at the edge of the world ] ///
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/// a 256b intro by sensenstahl ///
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/// respect to ind / rrrola / fqrt / yolp ///
/// orbitaldecay / digimind / lce and all ///
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/// our little protagonist is searching for an answer: what is the meaning of ///
/// life? he can't find it in his daily environment, not in his dreams, not in his ///
/// creativity, not in natures beauty and not in relationships to other people. ///
/// he feels like a wanderer between silence and blindness always trapped between ///
/// euphoria and apathy. ///
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/// one day he stumbles upon a myth about the edge of the world. somehow he hopes ///
/// to find his answer at this unknown place or at least some hint where to search ///
/// for the truth. he has to hope and to believe because he feels so tired inside; ///
/// like decaying. he feels like an empty shell, like someone who can only wait to ///
/// get older; there is nothing more to expect. ///
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/// traveling old paths he almost can't see uncertainy walks by his side like some ///
/// loyal friend. he does not know what lies ahead and with every step he takes he ///
/// asks himself about his expectations and the possible concequences of this long ///
/// walk. ///
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/// after marching through uncounted days and nights he notices the smell of the ///
/// sea mixed with the odour of flowers and humid soil from giant ancient woods. ///
/// the light of this new dawn finally is guiding him to the edge of the world. so ///
/// he walks towards this long desired place exhausted and also very doubtful. ///
/// will there be an answer? will his life become more than a cage? ///
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/// and then he arrives at this furthest point, at the end, at the edge of the ///
/// world. above him the clear sky kissed by the colors of the dawn, in front of ///
/// him everything vanishing in the distance while the ocean of chaos lies below ///
/// the cliff; it is the ocean of chaos where everything we know came from. ///
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/// but there is nothing. only the sound of the wind, the beautiful smell and the ///
/// warm light of the rising sun on his skin. only loneliness dwells at this old ///
/// place. no hope for a new life, no answer, no love. so our little protagonist ///
/// makes a decision instead of going back to his gray life fill of depression, ///
/// tears and self-hate: he closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and flies like ///
/// an eagle in the mind's eye while his body sinks into the open arms of the ///
/// ocean of chaos - where everything started and everything will end. ///
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/// /plus includes the steps of the intro and /plus2 contains entries to 2 other ///
/// compos at resetkani (photo and handmade/pixel) just for fun (= ///
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