The Chimeras Heart Final | Sirotatedou Repack

One night, under an indifferent moon, Marek returned to the ruins. He meant to undo the last few moves; he had seen the mildew and the insect swarms and the way neighbors now argued over water rights with sharper tongues. He pushed open the chest to restore the older order. The chest, however, resisted. Memories rearranged themselves without consent; the ones moved away had been altered by their new company and now refused to go neatly back. The lifetimes nested inside the chest had learned from their being handled. They had, in a sense, grown attachments.