A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 227, Wednesday
August 15th, 2018
Chapter Three: Crucible
Returning to consciousness, coming from out of the great sleep, it was like passing through the eye of a needle. It was an unimaginable crucible, the gathering and pulling of a billions threads into a single string, then passing through the aperture.
No person had ever returned from the great sleep, reassembled their identity, it had not happened once in the billions of years since the Collective had been formed, or since the Continuum had been created.
The reawakening had changed him essentially.
The core of his identity remained the same, he was a person with a unique past, and a unique designation in the Collective, but he was more.
He carried with him from out of the great sleep, a connection to all of the other sleepers who had ever fallen away from the Continuum.
In the ages that had passed from the moment he first went under, to the moment that he emerged from the slumber, he had become entangled with each of them.
Their memories became his memories, their relationships became his relationships, and yet he remained himself, at the pinnacle of the pyramid in this concrescence of being.
Every contact he had after his awakening, created a subtle shift in the Collective.
It was imperceptible.
He became a catalyst among those who lingered near to him, fomenting change in them as well.
He was a harbinger of despair, many that he touched succumbed to the desire to fall away.
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