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Fifty Word Fiction

The Last Journey

The traveler had entered seen enough truth in travel. He no longer needed maps or guides. He evolved with the culture, knew each language. Nothing surprised him. Thus he found himself passing through the stars to a place the dead call home, and he knew nothing, and this frightened him.

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