“Subject reports being ‘left behind.’

Pattern suggests retention of self with loss of co-referential memory object.

Monitor for progressive isolation phenomena.”

Isolation phenomena.

A safe phrase.

Safer than:

Someone is missing inside him.

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I remember the silence.

You remember the sound.

I remember the falling.

You remember the ground.

I remember the promise.

You remember the cost.

I remember the moment.

You remember what’s lost.

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WE ARE IN THE DARK All three will remember this differently.

This is where the story fractures.

There is a kiss. Or there isn’t. (Or there is more)

Or there is, but not how it’s remembered.

Intimacy without clarity is still intimacy.

We are in the dark. Together. Whether that is comfort or threat remains unresolved

It is winter. Not poetic winter — but that brittle, metallic kind. The air smells like iron and distant smoke. Frost stiffens the ground. Every breath is visible. The trees were black silhouettes against a sky the colour of old bruises.

Snow clung to the branches in thin, trembling lines.

The air was so damn cold it felt hollow — like sound couldn’t travel through it.

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