As the days passed, Tanya struggled to rebuild her life. Her memory was fragmented, but she clung to the notes she had written, using them to piece together her identity.
It may be cloudy out but the sun is still shining.
She returned to her work, though her colleagues noticed the change in her. She was quieter, more introspective, as if carrying a heavy burden.
Despite everything, Tanya felt a sense of peace. She had touched the infinite, glimpsed the mysteries of another realm.
And though she had lost much, she had also gained an understanding that transcended her own existence.
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