Galahad looks at Eliot with that intent, blue stare. He's doubtful that this is true; if everyone here is truly the result of a story, shaped by the hand of an author as God shaped Adam from dust and mud, then Eliot should not be able to come without being part of his own story, one he shares with Janet. "Why do you believe that?"
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Date: 2025-01-12 01:09 am (UTC)