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You remember your home.
You remember what it was like,
before they took you.
The sound of your family's voices,
the smell of your home,
the colors of your neighborhood.
Even after the blinding glories
and pitiless dark wastes of Faerie,
you remember.
Your memories were a beacon.
Without them, you would never have found your way back
through the twisting maze of the Thorns,
to collapse torn and exhausted on the cool earth of the world you were born in once more–
to find that your home was no longer yours,
that an imposter had taken over your life,
that you had been changed.
Yours is beauty and grotesquerie,
illusion and iron,
insight and madness.
Where will you go now that you are Lost?
Who will you love, who will you war against,
who will you make of yourself?
How will your tale end?
