He suddenly realized that he was standing in a huge, eclipsed shadow.
The sky seemed like an endless black curtain, and the feet were covered with desolate dark gray gravel. As far as the eye could see, there were only solidified stones and the black shadows they cast.
Depressing, boring, empty.
He stood in a daze, at a loss.
A piece of white luminous debris suddenly floated down and brushed against the shoulder. He noticed it and subconsciously lowered his head and reached out to pick it up. The crumbs fell into his palm, as light as catching a piece of snow. But it was different from ordinary snow. It remained still in his palm, showing no signs of disappearing.
Then, raising his head, he saw snow falling in the air on all sides.
Like a large cloud of dust slowly falling on the earth.
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