100 Word Stories: In Memory

100 Word Stories: In Memory

I am not a man renowned for my memory. In fact, one might say I’m lambasted for it. Where you might recall, I forget. Where you smile and nod, I shake and grimace. The average mnemonic encourages the past and this is where we differ most, as I wish to forget it. In truth, we are unalike in almost every way. You would dredge up a long lost fragment of a disproportionately magical cobweb, whilst I would create new gossamer strands. You, my dear, would be at the centre of those strands. Have you been there before? I don’t care.

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