In the night, a light like soft circuitry threaded the room. Words rose from the pillow—at first brittle, like old wire—then warmed into color. Memories reassembled themselves awkwardly: the way their mother hummed the stove awake, the secret hiding place behind the blue wardrobe, the afternoon they both laughed until the rain stopped. Not everything came back at once; some corners remained shadowed, names like loose coins. But every dawn, new fragments returned, steady as stitches through cloth.
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