In that moment, Cole felt a disturbance of sorts. Something wasn’t just so with things. Closing his eyes, he felt around with his soul, if you could even call it a soul.

Aha! He found it: Gordo restlessly slinking towards the dock. Oh no, this will never do, Cole thought darkly. I have to remind him why he’s here. Otherwise I’ll have to… reprimand him.

He reached out, trying to touch that memory, subtully extract the file from the memory filing system. Reaching… reaching… trying to gently touch it… trying to brush it…

Continue with Salvation in Watery Shadows…

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