Mémoire Novels & Stories

Warm regards, Michy Himyz ;)

The library was as silent as a grave yard, and a pin drop would be as loud as a siren blasting through a megaphone on a police vehicle or an ambulance. Arlene peered at Derek from her table as she waited for him to respond to the text she sent. Derek looked at his phone when he got a notification, then he shifted his gaze to Arlene, and then turned back to face his book. It became avid to Arlene that Derek wouldn’t reply any of her texts so she stood up and walked over to where he was seated.

Labeled: MEMORY // UNRESTRICTED // VERSION: HUMAN ---

- He said. - I will repeat, repeat, and accompany me. - He said. - In what are each of them. The girl accompanying him and repeating. - Now can you remember? - All right, I can do it. - She said - - I understands. – The girl recites without hesitation, she was one of the best at memorizing the accounts, including the memo, so her memory has always been good, and she has a crazy idea that the delicious chocolate she ate is improving her concentration.

All I knew was I was scared shitless of this beast in front of me. “Poor little Aria, a waste of space slut, good for nothing, I should’ve never kept you.” She spat vehemently, winding herself up further. “I thought about it all day and there’s no way you have amnesia; you’re still the same pathetic girl who can’t keep her legs closed. What a pity that you lied to me. I don’t know how you fooled the doctor and everyone else, but you can’t fool me little girl.” “I can’t remember fucking anything! You think this is some sick game I’m playing!” I yelled back after finding my inner strength.

"If I’m still alive, then it can’t be that bad!” Aunt laughed and said, "Summer, you're going to live a very long life!" The surgery had gone really well. The doctor said I might lose some memories, but I still recognized everyone I had seen so far. Even though I sometimes felt like I had forgotten some things, I did not really want to remember them anyway. In fact, I thought forgetting might make me even happier. Once I was out of danger, I moved to a regular room. With Aunt looking after me, I started feeling better really fast.

"The first ground carries seven thread origins." "A seventh expression," I said. "That we have not identified," she said. "Or have not found the wolf who carries it," Marcus said. The room was quiet again. "The synthesis document," I said. "The complete function's self knowledge. Seven expressions not six." "Yes," Aurelie said. "I believe so." She paused. "The seventh expression is described in the records as the function's." She searched for the translation's English equivalent. "The function's memory expression." She paused. "Not Marcus's volatile accumulation in the transition zone. Something different." She paused. "The specific expression that allows the function to remember across inte

A timeline. I could work with timelines.

Bahagya siyang tumawa bago ibinalik ang atens’yon sa pailan-ilan na lang na sasakyang dumaraan. “Alam mo, nabasa ko noon ‘yang nararanasan mo ngayon. Mayroong iba’t-ibang klase ng phenomena na nangyayari sa isang tao—kasama na ‘yang déjà vu. Pero may iba’t ibang klase ng déjà vu. Déjà vécu, Déjà rêvé... marami pa. Mayroon din na kabaliktaran ng naranasan mo ngayon at mayroon namang tip of the tongue phenomena. Masiyadong marami ‘yan, kung tutuusin pero binasa ko yata halos lahat.” Tumawa siya nang mahina. “Wala kasi akong magawa.”