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Archetypal AbrasionsThe more Paul thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. There was something about the way the man's body jittered. The way it sank and fell. It reminded him of a time in his life he hadn't thought of in a long time. A time he hadn't forgotten by accident.Archetypal Abrasions by ~hinotoxin
He had barely reached puberty, and was living with his father and sister, after his mother had died in a car accident. Ever since her death he felt an emptiness he couldn't describe in words, but something else seemed to have been awoken in him... a belief in something not quite natural.
One night a few months after the funeral, he had been lying in bed unable to sleep. In the dark