Reappearance

We had built it together. We spent many days and nights here, our little home away from home. I placed the clear bottle on the wooden table and took a seat...

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The Sunder

Fifty seasons had passed since the end of The Sunder. Memories of the long civil war twisted my dreams into horrid shapes, until I only slept a few hours a night. The memories were part of me, though my old body and mind refused to accept them.