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End.

Mira asked, quietly, "Who are you?"

Images unfurled—farmers harvesting moonlit fields, lovers arguing on the bridge and later embracing, a child releasing a paper boat that sailed forever. Each vignette was a story the townspeople had carried in their pockets and then forgotten as life sped onward. The diorama gathered them back, held them, and offered them to whoever would listen. fc2ppv4436953part08rar