Fragmented Archives
Endless aisles of shelves tower into darkness, filled with unlabeled boxes and files.
...met her by the fountain. The water was off that day... promised I would return, but the address seems wrong now...
...Recipe calls for ingredients that don't exist anymore. Substitutions change everything... taste is never the same...
...Map shows a street here. There is only wall. Was the map wrong, or the world?...
Scattered papers whisper incomplete stories.
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