
I don't remember much from the old world. I know I lived that way for a long time, before the world changed. But it feels like things have always been this way. I have always had a sole companion, and we have always been free.
I wonder if they have memories. They seem to recognize random items. An old book, a certain make of chair. They like to stay close to these items or collect them.
They like the past. I don't. I want to forget, but it's impossible. Part of me will keep remembering how things were.
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