[The Storyteller's tone becomes distant, as though they are lost in the walkways of memory. Perhaps they are.]
There were memories I had not thought of in a long time. Faces and names I did not realize I had forgotten. Things that were once hazy and indistinct, now clearer.
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[The Storyteller's tone becomes distant, as though they are lost in the walkways of memory. Perhaps they are.]
There were memories I had not thought of in a long time. Faces and names I did not realize I had forgotten. Things that were once hazy and indistinct, now clearer.
Dreams more vivid than ever before.