Memories of the past appear to be locked to all, but what if these are the most important of all memories? Memories are fragile, only to be touched by the hands of the mind, but what if corruption, what if chaos finds its way with them?
These questions seem to be rhetorical, but not to one boy. To this one, these questions are as real as the land he lays his feet upon. But is this real?

Rated T to be safe.

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