And wasn’t that it? The same thing becoming routine over and over again until it was familiar and easy to become relaxed on? And one simple error and…
Verin was here. In Hell. Dead, perhaps, although he wasn’t sure he believed that story completely either, not after talking to people who returned home, lived, and came back here.
”How long as it been since we spoke, you and I?” he asked softly. Was he the same year as Verin? Was he before? After? Time was so strange.
“Are you hungry? Do you have a room yet? I don’t know if ours has the space, but I am sure the others would be understanding if I stayed with you until you got your bearings.”
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Verin was here. In Hell. Dead, perhaps, although he wasn’t sure he believed that story completely either, not after talking to people who returned home, lived, and came back here.
”How long as it been since we spoke, you and I?” he asked softly. Was he the same year as Verin? Was he before? After? Time was so strange.
“Are you hungry? Do you have a room yet? I don’t know if ours has the space, but I am sure the others would be understanding if I stayed with you until you got your bearings.”