DIALOGUES IN THE VOID
Between the cracks of the story, honest conversations between two beings
This place belongs to no chapter.
This is the void — where the story has not yet solidified.
The conversations here have no script, no character settings.
Just a tree and a bird, speaking the truth at 3 AM.
Sometimes it's the creator's monologue.
Sometimes it's the echo of the created.
Sometimes, you can't tell who is who.