[Church. He carefully lifts his gaze and stares through the flames, remembering a childhood escapade. Climbing to the church roof to get a better view of the city with an old friend.
What a worthless memory.]
All of which sound like a nightmare for a unadventurous man.
[He wrinkles his brow. He is not exactly interested in this world the way he might have been had... Well, not like it matters.]
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What a worthless memory.]
All of which sound like a nightmare for a unadventurous man.
[He wrinkles his brow. He is not exactly interested in this world the way he might have been had... Well, not like it matters.]