@_sheliiaa [repack] -

Outside, the streetlamp flickered and died, replaced by the gentle glow of the rising sun peeking over the horizon—earlier than it should have been. The sky wasn't blue. It was a tapestry of gold and this new color, Dawn , that seemed to paint the clouds with hope.

She hovered her thumb over the 'delete' key.

She hit enter.

For a second, silence.

Sheliiaa frowned. She sat up, the duvet pooling around her waist. Her follower count was modest—mostly friends, a few bots, and that one account that only posted pictures of moss. She wasn't a writer. She posted pictures of lattes and the occasional sunset. @_sheliiaa

Sheliiaa, sleep-deprived and annoyed, decided to play along. She typed the first thing that came to mind.

She looked around her room. It was 4:00 AM. The world was different now. Lighter. Outside, the streetlamp flickered and died, replaced by

The moment her finger left the screen, her LED strip lights—which were set to a calming ocean blue—flickered violently and turned a bruised, heather gray. She blinked. She tapped the settings. The blue slider was gone. The color spectrum jumped from green straight to purple.

She remembered that the ocean was a mirror, and if she looked deep enough, she could find the color hidden in the waves. She hovered her thumb over the 'delete' key

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She typed back: ???