The insistent drums were an unwelcome reminder of the existence of another world, wholly autonomous, with its own necessities and patterns. The message they were beating out, over and over, was for her; it was saying, not precisely that she did not exist but rather that it did not matter whether she existed or not, that her presence was of no consequence to the rest of the cosmos. It was a sensation that suddenly paralyzed her with dread. There had never been any question of her "mattering"; it went without saying that she mattered, because she was important to herself. But what was the part of her to which she mattered?

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The rhythmic beating of drums serves as a stark reminder of a separate, autonomous world that operates independently, highlighting a sense of disconnection. This relentless pulse carries a chilling message directed at her, suggesting that her existence is inconsequential in the grand scheme of the universe. The realization that her presence doesn't significantly impact the cosmos fills her with a paralyzing dread.

Previously, she held an innate belief in her own...

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