Tag: Creation
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Chapter VIII: A Kind of Recovery
“Can you see more clearly now, how easily our existence could have been the labor of another’s imaginings?” My companion asks, after an endless stretch of silent introspection. We had left my personal Siberia long ago; the canvas soaking up my memories with every step just like before. It was too absorbent to keep them…
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Chapter VI: A Matter of Existence
“Your frustration is natural.” I turn away from him. Turn my back on the metallic hues of the depot and a faint, disturbing fragrance of warm, summer grass. We approach a hexagonal fountain in the center of the square. “There is a truth in all things, you know. No matter how grand or how miniscule,”…
A.C. Melody 