Wreckage
Matthew Ryan Fischer
The
collapse was coming. He could feel it in his bones. There would be no great
escape. He was cornered. He broke himself into a thousand
pieces and sent them out across the world. He had the powers to split himself
and hide all over and become a part of the world at large. He left
everything behind and spread out.
It would
take a scavenger to find him. He would be free, hidden, able to someday
reunite. And if he touched enough people along the way, he would only grow in
power, linked to everyone, part of something everywhere.
The spell
would hold. The universe would provide. Time would wait and someday it would be
his.
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