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The boy saw a comet and he felt as though his life had meaning.

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He was grasping onto something, something which was slipping and falling and leaving him quicker than he could comprehend. He couldn't grab it in time, he could feel the tendrils slipping down his palm, through his delicate fingers and then wander into an abyss. Then, only then, he could breath again, and the stars whizzed past him like they had always been watching him. They were comforting, and they called out to him softly with a love he had never felt but always wanted. 

So he followed.

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