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The memories were hazy, the strange therapy wards and smudges of graphite on Kris's palms. Recalling this, she felt she should have been apprehensive about the situation, but she remembered never feeling doubtful about what was happening. However, the only clear memory was one of a question, asked as gently to Kris as a soft breeze through a tree.
"When did you start being you?"
She remembered the panic, the screaming that carried through the ward, the way Kris struggled in her arms like a panicked animal, and when she turned to ask for help, she found none. After all, there was not a man there…
"When did you start being you?"
She remembered the panic, the screaming that carried through the ward, the way Kris struggled in her arms like a panicked animal, and when she turned to ask for help, she found none. After all, there was not a man there…
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Category Artwork (Digital) / All
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Size 1726 x 1380px
File Size 1.55 MB
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