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The summoning of a story, the water, and the object that made memory real as a brick: that was Conduction. What I might to with such power was not my immediate concern, so much as making it through that day. . . And when supper came, there was a part of me then that glowed bright as Conduction itself, for I knew that I would see Sophia there. And when I did, that evening, I felt myself waling in some​ other world.

The Conductions were frequent now . . . The world would suddenly and randomly fall away and moments later I would return . . . Every Conduction seemed activated by a memory, . . . [S]omething was trying to reveal itself to me that some part of my mind, long ago locked away . . . Conduction felt like the breaking and resetting of a bone. . . This no longer felt like freedom, not anymore.

The Conductions were frequent now . . . The world would suddenly and randomly fall away and moments later I would return . . . Every Conduction seemed activated by a memory, . . . [S]omething was trying to reveal itself to me that some part of my mind, long ago locked away . . . Conduction felt like the breaking and resetting of a bone. . . This no longer felt like freedom, not anymore.

The Conductions were frequent now . . . The world would suddenly and randomly fall away and moments later I would return . . . Every Conduction seemed activated by a memory, . . . [S]omething was trying to reveal itself to me that some part of my mind, long ago locked away . . . Conduction felt like the breaking and resetting of a bone. . . This no longer felt like freedom, not anymore.

The Conductions were more frequent . . . The world would suddenly and randomly fall away and moments later I would return . . . Every Conduction seemed activated by a memory, . . . something was trying to reveal itself to me that some part of my mind, long ago locked away . . . Conduction felt like the breaking and resetting of a bone. . . . This no longer felt like freedom, not anymore.

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