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Oh… My god…

“[He] was sitting on the floor in front of the bars, pale and somehow insubstantial, as if he'd been stitched together from scraps of light and memory and illusion, like a patchwork doll.”

Oh…

“The door opens silently when I push—it hasn't rusted the way I have. The empty room gapes at me as I step over the threshold, braced for the pain of recollection to hit me like a thunderbolt.
Instead there's only a faint whisper, a sigh like the slightest breeze on the other side of the window glass.”

“I was reluctant to be left alone, more reluctant still to let another friend out of my sight, as though one or the other of us might simply disappear.”

“James stared up at him from the ground, eyes bright and hard like steel. Silence settled, and I was struck by the senseless idea that we and everything around us were made of glass. I was afraid to breathe, afraid to move, afraid something might break.”