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Lethal Nexus Sin
Tristan P. Leck
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Dreaming of Waking
That sound. Its tone robbed him of thought, sanity, reasoning. Stumbling through the darkness, blurred vision allowed him only a glimpse of the treacherous rubble ahead. Hands on the dusty wall beside him, moving in increments, he finally made it to the pile. Now able to distinguish the odd shapes and textures of the damaged ceiling now lying at his feet, he began to traverse the mountain of debris.
The ringing began to subside. Finally, an opportunity to exercise some reasoning in this delicate situation. Deciding to forgo the question of where he was considering the lack of light in the current environment, the bewildered wanderer instead opted to explore the question of himself. He struggled to rise a name up from the depths of his broken memory, but he gave up soon enough. A name at this point was not of a great deal of importance anyway. Suddenly, a thought. English. His inner monologue was being expressed in the language of English. He began to speak aloud to himself. “English. I’m speaking English.â€