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// 56 
// Story: Choice 
// by AnOrdinaryWriter 
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You divert from the straight path toward Sugarcube Corner, trotting down the left turn that leads into a horizon of blue sky and an empty green landscape.

The shift in atmosphere around you is quickly noticeable. It's as though stepping on this path has broken all universal laws. Like existence itself is reacting negatively to the direction you've taken.

As you continue down the path, you come to find that there is no visible end to the path you're following. It appears to just go on forever. However, the more you walk, the less colourful your surroundings become. The bright green grass below you starts to become greyish, and flatter instead of individual blades. Meanwhile, the sky looks like it's flaking away, the cyan  ceiling of the world seemingly cracking and exposing the pure white colour behind it. The point here you stand toward the edge of the horizon looks like a half complete puzzle that's slowly missing more and more pieces in random spots.

Looking back, you can still see the path that leads to Sugarcube Corner in the distance.

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