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140 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 19, 2016
That was certainly how his mind felt now; like something weak and porous, absorbing the seeping residue of other lives.
He had been shot...—but only in one single reality. There were many versions of him. Most were unhurt. Others were sick; some were long dead. A tiny few lived in realities where there existed nothing at all like the weapon Dori had wielded. And though he was Adwan Faizan, he was all of those other versions of himself as well, and all of them at once. Faizan was shot, but he was unhurt. He was dying, but elsewhere he lived. All possibilities were the same. All were within reach.
That was Palimpsest: a sinkhole through the reality stack; a tiny god in a room made of doors.