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VILLAGE OF STONE

I see myself on a boat, steering farther out to sea, to the seas of the Village of Stone, and as the waves grow clearer in my memory, I find myself moving farther away from this enormous city, these enormous buildings and enormous crowds…scattering torpedoes as I go, I storm the secret blockhouses of my soul, conquering them one by one, as explosions reverberate through my eardrums and shattered whitecaps drench my clothes. Soon all this subsides, drifting down to the deepest seafloor, torpedoes still exploding into schools of cruising fish, the sea turns red and I feel pain—all those fish, I never wanted them to die…I stand on the deck weeping, watching my tears fall into the sea, the sea of the Village of Stone, this place where I bury my fish, my memories, my childhood, and all the secrets of my past incarnation…

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