"And I have wondered often, was I master in my soul, or did I become the slave of my own blade?
Would he ever come back? He wondered. The water filled his ears with its own rush, and he was comforted by the realization that, in fact, he never left.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Would he ever come back? He wondered. The water filled his ears with its own rush, and he was comfor...
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