A mystery to himself, he has only three connections to an earlier life. One is in his coat pocket: a sludge of ink-stained paper on which he believes something important was once written, though all he can make out clearly is an ornate S-shaped symbol. Another is in his trouser pocket: a tiny black orb that might be a pebble, or perhaps a piece of ancient and petrified fruit. The third runs through every cell in his body: a vague but terrifying sense-memory of falling from a great height.
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Thursday, May 22, 2014
S. - Ship of Theseus - Pg 6
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