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An excerpt from the Book of Leaving, Chapter 1

...And as the million tiny tips of a million tiny towers finally passed through the plane, the individual points of their departure echoed by a single ripple each, like a web of teardrops performing a precision symphony of pinpoint transformations; so indeed was the plasma of Her existence scattered haphazardly throughout the human race like so many Queens in an infinite deck of cards, and though these points dispersed created a beautiful pink noise pervading all things, so indeed must each be balanced by her counterpart to create the white noise of existence; For every Queen of Leaves must have their Suicide King.