I... [ And then she pauses, some sort of hesitation drifting across her face. She remembers them, sometimes, dreams about losing everyone, about a low, taunting voice speaking with a mocking reverence...
They always feel so real, even if she can't fully grasp the fragments. ]
I don't think I can... but this really feels like the same place.
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They always feel so real, even if she can't fully grasp the fragments. ]
I don't think I can... but this really feels like the same place.