April 9, 2016

“Think of the boy. Think of the boy who could only see by lamplight. Think of the boy who lowered himself in and smothered in the stone. Think of the corpse you will find. Think of how warm the air will be, and it will be the same air he breathed before the house was constructed above him, sealing him below. Think of the things he saw in the dark. Think of how the water surged against his chin and how the tide rose up as tides do, carrying his body with the water…”

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