The Distant Temple
The dream is always the same. You are in the house. It is not a house. It is a machine. The walls are made of paper. The floor is made of ink. You are standing in the kitchen. The kitchen is a courtroom. Your mother is there. She is a judge. She is not a judge. She is a ghost. She is wearing the dress she wore when she died. The dress is blue. The blue is black. You look at her. She looks at...
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