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A brown owl perched in an ancient tree swiveled its head in a complete rotation towards the center of the forest. Pupils expanded like hungry black holes - something was happening in that unassuming area, but what? Not a thing could be seen or heard, even with hyper senses. Yet, a cowl of...

It is straining to fathom that beyond our homes, beyond the layers of precious gases that we inhale and exhale so liberally, beyond our space stations, beyond a moon that pushes and pulls at our oceans, that there is absolutely nothing. A whole expanse of nothing, so contradictory that it makes...