close but not to close
could not have been much more vague
figure traced in rain
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Gerry Thibeault
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The Cave Part 6
If you have ever heard a tale about yourself that you cannot remember and doubtless think is made up, you will know how I felt when Tharkin related all that the eagle had seen of me before my memories were scattered. Of far distances and traveling companions that I did not recall, camping out under the stars and making our way to the mountains with deliberate purpose. The great bird had lost contact with my party once we entered the forests, and the seven other members were not seen again by him or his brethren since.
By Jamye Sharp5 days ago in Chapters
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This feels like the exact moment before recognition when you know something matters but can’t yet name it. What inspired this image for you?