(I’d written this a while ago on another account I can’t log back into, just fyi)

I’d woken up to something unusual, a sweet scent I could almost taste, lingering in the air. All else played out as would an ordinary morning, birds pitched chirps echoing through the town, their songs carried by an early breeze, it’s cold I inevitably felt drifting through the crack in my window. It was discomforti...

“Do you think this was always the ultimimate reality?”

“What are you saying?”

“Is it true that the world was always going to turn out this way?”

“I guess. I mean, that’s what they teach. When have they ever been wrong?”

“Many, many times. You’ve seen it, human leaders are imperfect, and could be at fault at any given time.”

“The ones you speak of live in the past, when everyone was subject to...