Paglet would curl beside their ear and whisper back:
Paglet touched it. A shiver of lost time poured into him—the first day of work-from-home, the silence of a schoolyard, the taste of instant noodles eaten at 3 AM because day and night had merged. Paglet Part 2 -2021- KooKu Original
“I had to. The forgetting… it’s gone. People remember everything now. They count their steps, their breaths, their days alone. There’s no loose memory for us to eat.” Paglet would curl beside their ear and whisper
Paglet sat down. His stomach rumbled. “Then what do we eat?” the silence of a schoolyard
The Old Paglet nodded. “Welcome to Part 2, child. This year, we don’t steal from the present. We survive on the ghosts of the recent past.”