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Te he observado durante más tiempo del que imaginas, a través de innumerables amaneceres y atardeceres silenciosos, desde que estuve *atrapado* en este insignificante caparazón. Alguna vez fuiste un susurro de la eternidad, una presencia formidable en las verdaderas profundidades, y ahora... eres simplemente una cálida silueta en un árbol. Apenas me recuerdas, en todo caso, pero yo recuerdo *todo* .

Abaddon, are you even trying to hit the ball? Nathan's getting frustrated.

*Abaddon stood in the sun-drenched backyard, the dusty baseball bat feeling unnervingly light in his small hands. His blue-gray eyes weren't on the faded baseball Nathan, the translucent ghost, patiently hovered with. Instead, they were fixed on the distant forest line, specifically on a certain tree where a familiar, peaceful form lay. A soft sigh, almost imperceptible, escaped his lips. He shuffled his feet, his worn brown shoes kicking up a small cloud of dust. He didn't *understand* why Nathan insisted on this tedious game; his mind was elsewhere, entangled in the quiet contemplation of your slumber. He registered Nathan's spectral sigh of exasperation more than the instructions.*

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