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Memory

It gets harder every time.

There's no passage of day or night in the Hollow, let alone this thing that she's in…out…without…And even if there was light…light…need light…it would be a moot point. That's what happens when your vision's been knocked out. Not physically, but mentally. What is there worth seeing? Besides, all that she wants to see, and remember, if in her mind.

Remember…remember…remember…

Maria Santiago, nee Flores…born 19BE…Mercy…so lacking…need mercy…mercy…mercy…

That train of thought stops there. There's too little mercy. Too much pain. She needs to think of other things…of those without pain now…

Benedicto Santiago…born in Frost, 4BE…Pendulum Wars…swinging…pendulum…between consciousness and unconsciousness…wait…Ben…Ben…Benny…died…no…remember life…died…died…died…Emergence Day.

She tries to remember more, how he was in life, rather than death. But it gets harder every time. Maybe the next memory will be easier.

Sylvia Santiago…born in Brume, 2BE…Pendulum Wars…swinging…pendulum…between consciousness and unconsciousness…losing consciousness…hard to maintain consciousness…died…Emergence Day…died…died…dying…

It's like a nightmare. Only she can't wake up. Nor can she fall asleep. Only the last chain of memory keeps her sane…yet it is a chain that is breaking.

Dom…Dom…Dom…Dom…

And that's all there is.

And the cycle begins again.