[Claiming this cultist-fiction idea, blurb updated from time to time]
And so it began again.
Time was dragged between his fingers like a card. Homework, conversation, exploration: all he had to do was shift things around and wait, and they would be done. Then came the next season.
He was inevitably made to accept emotions that didn't exist, restlessness and fear, just piling up.
Theme: As long as you work hard, you will surely reap rewards.
