How shall I ever learn who I am when there is so much of me that belongs to someone else
Madeline Claire Franklin
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But memories were fragile and not to be trusted. They were a weight that Faolin did not need to carry with him when he set out that morning. Things of the past like the fragile boy he had been had no place on a mans journey towards his future.
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The unreality of the past weeks lifted like a fog but its residue remained. All of the past is like that but most especially the parts that are out of the ordinary.
- Madeline Claire Franklin