“Occasionally a dimness introduced itself, and I’d find a nervous shape looming like a question in my periphery. Brother was not frightening, not then. He’d take on recognizable forms: bugs, birds, foxes, stags, cats, the occasional farrago of two or more species. Though his sensations were housed within mine, they remained distinct, and in their center…
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