At times like this, when he most needs to restrain himself, he can most clearly feel his strength. When civilisation collapses, those closest to their peasant roots survive. Scabs of concrete came away, hitting the sea like chunks of melting glacier. But he could still dream, weave words and images into threads, make worlds out of the memories he had and the memories of the smaller gods he had eaten to become the city.
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