The House at the Edge of the World
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My name is Baekhyun. I am the Story Teller that lives at the Edge of the World. I collect stories, sealing them away until the time comes for them to be heard. You have found your way to the Edge, so come in, pull up a chair. There are stories to be told.
(Collection of short stories involving all pairings of exo)
Foreword
I live at the Edge of the World.
Here the earth stops. The dirt and stone give way to the vastness of space. Sometimes I stand at the very, very edge and look downwards. I can see clouds and stars, worlds and moons. I can see life and death, light and shadow. I see the Universe, all of them in their complicated ties to one another. I see dreams and nightmares, and most of all I see them drift lazily by me. They are too close to themselves to see what they are. They spin past me further into the void of space.
Even though I see all of this, I realize that I too am spinning without control. I stand on the Edge of the World. A place that is turning and tumbling through the emptiness without rest. I fly through the void, clinging to the ground beneath my feet. I'm falling and flying every second of my long, long, life.
I feel nothing but stillness.
I too am too close to see myself for what I really am.
I stand at the Edge of the World. My house lies behind me, silently asking me to return. I do not listen. In this moment I am wondering what it would be like to fall off the Edge. I stare into the stars and see the space is full of beautiful things. Beautiful, brightly burning things eons older than I am. Angry, bitter shadows that were there since the very beginning.
At the Edge of the World, I am always on step away from being on the Edge and falling over it.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to fall. I like to think of it like flying down, and down, and down forever and ever. There is no ground after the Edge, nothing to stop the descent.
One step and I would fall out of this World completely. I wonder if I would fall into another World. One with bigger, more beautiful, scarier stories than the ones I seal away within my House.
If you were wondering, dear <
My life is spent gathering and telling Stories. They float down to me from the stars, chronicling the lives of everything in this Universe and beyond. Every life lived, every could-have been, should-have been, would-have been .Every outcome of every tale, every new reincarnation, every nightmare and dreams that died.
They come to me, some shining. Others came battered and bruised, barely clinging to life. I give them homes in the House, sealing them away in the proper form. Some are books, others swirling sparkles within a jar. Some are dolls and other necklaces. Precious, precious things that fill my House with their queer uniqueness.
I live in the House full of stories meant to be told.
The House stands at the Edge of the World.
Not my World, or your World. Every single World. It stands at the Edge wither you live on Earth, a different version of Earth, the Moons of Kaliseil or the Shattered Universe. It even stands at the Edge of Hell. Wherever you are, look hard enough, walk far enough, and dream big enough. You will find yourself walking up to a little old House with an iron gate standing at the Edge.
I am in the House. I am Baekhyun, the Story Teller.
You are at the Edge of the World and I will tell you my stories.
Hello dear
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Chapter 1: Hunhan
Chapter 2: ChenLay
Chapter 3: XiuChen
Chapter 4: TaoBaek
Chapter 5: Baekyeol
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