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Slayt: 1
Lost
He's not my Dad... Where is mom?
Mylo didn't remember much from before, only warmth, laughter... and fire.
Slayt: 2
Buried
ONLY SPEAK ENGLISH.
How will I communicate in English?
They gave him a new name. Martin. Said the old one was too foreign.
Slayt: 3
Hurt
No more of that language.
They call it the devil's tongue when they're the real devil's in disguise.
The punishments were quiet. He learned silence quickly.
Slayt: 4
Earsed
I'm not dirty. Am I?
They scrubbed away his skin. His name. His past.
Slayt: 5
Glory
I'm slowly forgetting my past even though I try to remember.
They called it glory. He called it forgetting.
Slayt: 6
Buried again
Why did she leave me here?
He forgot her name. But never the ache.
Slayt: 7
Hollow
I miss home.
He learned to perform joy. Inside, he felt like smoke.
Slayt: 8
Estranged
They don't even know the real me.
They gave him a new home. But he never belonged.
Slayt: 9
Return
Mom?
She wept. He didn't know what to say, but his arms remembered.
Slayt: 10
Broken circle
No ones called me that in years.
Mylo
His name was there. His real one. Mylo.
Slayt: 11
Reclaimed
This was never the devil's tongue.
Tanisi in Cree is hello.
He remembered. He taught. He began again.
Slayt: 12
Still undone
Kai
Anola
Mylo
The circle is mending. Never whole, but still, it begins.
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