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In The Fractured Mind of a Rewritten 'Saint'

Penulis: S Parker
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Christopher

I don’t understand what I’m doing here.

Father explained it all. My purpose is the same as it always was – to be an inspiration for the community, a spiritual leader for the flock…

Was that always my purpose? I was trapped in the dark, for so very long...

I can’t believe it’s been three hundred years. I don’t feel like I’ve been alive that long. I don’t remember centuries passing, and modern life seems… familiar. Though my memories tell me I grew up in that rustic commune…

I can’t believe that everyone I ever knew is dead and buried. Even father died, though he’s been reborn…

He says I wasn’t reborn. I was just asleep for a time…

I feel he isn’t telling me everything. I feel as if… I was broken, reforged. Now my mind is still… hazy.

And that red-eyed devil lying beside me in that tomb… Father says it is the devil from my legend, a beast that tried to steal me away and corrupt me.

I’ve been reading those holy texts over and over again. They do feel familiar… but I
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