You don’t resurface often. When you do it’s usually out of necessity. Something about the sun or maybe just light, your body seems to need it. But whenever you do you see them - Dola.  Dola is always there, maybe always has been but probably not. You are unsure about it. You think you might remember more than them. But at least they don’t treat you like you tried to eat them which is good.  ...

When you woke up one day and decided to change your life you didn’t know just how much you would change. There are memories you hold that you have no way of telling if they are yours or not. There are paths of the dungeon that you follow by heart that you have never seen before. There are ideas and sights and smells and tastes that are new and strange and you know you have tasted them before.  You know how you look...