Silas stood before his clay creation, hands trembling as life sparked within the form. The room was still, save for his whisper. Silas: "Do you understand what it means to be alive?" The creation’s eyes fluttered open, innocence radiating from its gaze. "You’ll have to learn quickly," Silas murmured, a shadow crossing his face. "Before they find you."
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3Smalltown Man
01/09/2024
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