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Chapter 38

I tried to catch a specific memory, an afternoon of gilded sunshine and a feast of wild boar, to live out exactly as I had that first memory of waking. It slipped through my fingers like water and no amount of cajoling could summon it back. My current self, drunk on the experiences, tried turning back to chase it when it disappeared, but the ritual threw up walls, blockading my path, and I fell into the next event with disappointment drilling through my veins.

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