THE DAY ELI DIED - by 26 Shades Of Hue

A story inspired by true events She swept the courtyard slowly, the broom rasping across the tiles. The house was already stirring behind her, pots clattering in the kitchen, voices rising as her mother directed preparations for the guests who would arrive by noon.Eli had been sent outside to make the courtyard presentable, though she suspected no one would notice if it was or wasn’t.Sunlight spilled across the ground, warming her skin. Dust rose in soft clouds, turning to gold as it caught the light. She moved in no hurry, letting the motes drift lazily in the still air. The broom handle pressed steady against her palms, its rhythm familiar, almost lulling.Beyond the wall, a bird called. A faint breeze touched her hair, but nothing else stirred. For a moment, the courtyard felt too quiet, balanced on an edge she couldn’t name, as if the day itself was waiting. Then the world shivered… At first, a subtle tremor under her feet, so slight she almost ignored it. Shadows at the edges of the courtyard flickered and stretched. The air pressed against her, humming, vibrating beneath her skin.Fragments lifted, shards of tile, splinters, pieces of shadow. They tumbled and spun around an unseen force. Walls twisted. Light fractured. The courtyard warped, bending like water disturbed by a sudden drop. Yet when she blinked, the world seemed whole again: the sun still shone, the bird still called, the courtyard remained ordinary. Then the ripple returned, swelling. Tiles widened into slabs. Walls tore into arcs that whipped past her. Dust pressed against her chest, slid off her arms, shuddered through her bones. The air thickened, sticky and unyielding. She stumbled, twisted, but every movement slowed, swallowed by the pull, every breath claimed by its weight.A distant voice lingered at the edge of her awareness. She registered her name, her mother’s voice faint and trembling. She tried to respond, tried to move toward it but the chaos was unrelenting.Reality unraveled.The courtyard twisted into a kaleidoscope, light folding into a labyrinth of color. Shapes coiled and collided, gathering momentum, growing until the ordinary world became incomprehensible. She drifted with the upheaval, carried into its currents, unable to name or measure what was happening.Then the physical melted. Space, shadow, light, and matter drew together, compressing and stretching beyond recognition. She merged with the surge, inseparable from its rhythm, neither falling nor resisting.The fragments tangled, twisted, pressed together. Motion elongated without end, folding, drawing inward, expanding outward. Light, shadow, and matter coalesced, flowing into a singularity that could not be traced.She moved within it, indistinct from the force, the singularity itself. The edges of the world unraveled, dissolved, folding endlessly into the void. Where Eli ended, and the Source of All things began, had no boundary.

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