Before the Crossing

  2077

  The Lull Before

  No war. No plague. No monsters. Just peace.

  Too much peace.

  But beneath that stillness, something stirred.

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  The Cities

  Skyscrapers bloomed like living sculptures—

  curved like petals, shaped by light.

  The cities pulsed with color: green, blue, soft lilac.

  Buildings breathed with the sun, drank the rain,

  and filtered the air like lungs of glass.

  Streets floated above winding rivers.

  Gardens stretched into the sky like dreams reaching up.

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  Silent trams glided past.

  Scooters whispered by.

  Drones shimmered like dragonflies.

  At night, the city came alive—

  Lights like stars, music like memory,

  The sea singing in the dark.

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  Technology

  Everything worked in quiet harmony.

  Smart fabrics shifted with your mood.

  Walls shimmered—heartbeat made visible.

  AI was a gentle companion—

  always near, always kind.

  Learning. Healing. Guiding.

  Not replacing you. Just walking beside you.

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  Fashion

  Clothing became expression.

  Soft. Flowing. Shaped by emotion.

  Jewels pulsed in rhythm with your breath.

  Hair shimmered like constellations in motion.

  Every person—a canvas.

  Every outfit—a story.

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  The Soul of the World

  It wasn’t perfect. But Earth had learned.

  Wounds were tended, not hidden.

  Grief was held gently.

  People were taught to listen. To rest. To comfort.

  The world had grown softer. Kinder.

  A place where you could sip warm tea beneath a crystal-leafed tree,

  and trust that tomorrow would still be waiting for you.

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  And then—

  just when it felt like everything had finally settled...

  They began to vanish.

  One by one.

  No sound.

  No warning.

  No reason.

  Just... gone.