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| Carlos flashes on his room, the little cave that he
left this morning (was it only this morning?) , the safety of the bed, the protection of
the walls. But now he sees another presence within, one that waits at the edges of vision. |
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"Carlos?" |
"Diana?" |
"Carlos? Are you still with me?" |
He shakes away the vision and the woman's face is before him, the penetrating and
knowing eyes locked onto his own. |
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"A long time ago rumor touched you and you spread yourself through him, the
elements of your Self flying like lost birds through the intricate tunnels of his
endlessness."
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"But you say it was me? Who was I
then?" |
"You're the same that you've always been. You have never changed... you've only
touched the change."
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"How did I come to be where I was?" |
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"You were careless... you entered the gates that you knew should have stayed
closed and rumor left you, alone in a puddle of blood and placenta"
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Carlos turns around towards the room and then back to her. His heart is bursting and
the images are coming faster and faster. |
"Then there's only one question left isn't there?"
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