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“Memories shift like loose snow in a wind, or are a chorale of ghosts all talking over one another. There is only ever a sense that what is real to me is not real to others, and to share a memory with someone is to risk sullying my belief in what has truly happened.”
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“They said I must die. They said that I stole the breath from men, and now they must steal mine. I imagine, then, that we are all candle flames, greasy-bright, fluttering in the darkness and the howl of the wind.
They will blow us all out, one by one, until it is only their own light by which they see themselves. Where will I be then?”
— Nov 07, 2025 03:26PM
They will blow us all out, one by one, until it is only their own light by which they see themselves. Where will I be then?”
