Part 15: Solution
At the orphanage we didn’t know much about the war; we only saw the endless stream of new faces. […]
At the orphanage we didn’t know much about the war; we only saw the endless stream of new faces. […]
The thing they were the most afraid of was also the thing they understood the least. […]
Endless war. Then, one day, everything went quiet. […]
We hadn’t met in a long while, but I didn’t realize how much I had missed X until we met again […]
The orphanage had many a nook and cranny where we could hide from the others. […]
I could feel the weight of my mind like an ocean above me. […]
I could hear the whirring of gears hooking into each other […]
What X had shown me was extraordinary […]
There’s something in the air, like shock waves on the horizon […]
I found another note taped to the backside of a rather naivistic drawing of boats and houses […]