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The tower grew, spreading its roots deep in the ground, roots of stone, mortar, solidifiying the flickering of hopes of those who’d formed it. His own wish was a single flower, blossoming, doomed to fade, only it had been captured. Immortalized in stone.
He could be released. He could be brought back from this stillness, this stasis. He remembered who he was, even as the hungers of what he’d become intensified every time he smelled the fresh young life blossoming in the garden. Two fresh young lives.
Those lives were developing thoughts and character of their own, wandering in the shadow beneath the tower. It would be so easy to lose himself in those lives, to forget himself entirely. To disappear into the hungry stone.
One word kept him from vanishing, a word binding him to whatever was left of him. This word still infused him with an intention, a love he’d almost forgotten as he sank into the rock.
“Damian…”
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