Mini-Interlude 12 – Seller and Abigail
What is with that line and memory erasing themselves from existence?
The following is a commissioned mini-interlude focusing on Seller and Abigail talking about their family.
Against the background of the giant forest, its trees like the skyline of office towers in the middle of New York or Hong Kong, a lone man in a pristine emerald suit and matching sunglasses stood out. Despite the superficial similarity in coloration between his apparel and the surrounding foliage, there could be no mistaking such vestments for camouflage. They were far too bright and clearly artificial against the simple earthy greens of leaves and bushes. The man stood out like a brightly polished ruby set against the fur of a red squirrel. Both ostensibly of the same shade, yet clearly very different.
“So I have another question for you.”
The voice came from behind…
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