BRILLIANT

 


He couldn’t understand why they called him brilliant and when he was offered a Nobel prize, he declined. It made him sad to think they’d heap praise on him for a formula that calculated the end of existence. Brilliant? he thought, no thanks, I would so much rather fade away.

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Published on January 10, 2018 02:50
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