Lake Lewisia #1207

When the world looked bleak and the future unwelcoming, he memorized things. Poetry, novel passages, technical instructions: he carved them letter by letter into his mind like a graver at a slab of stone. He could not preserve the whole world, but there would be a few pieces of wisdom that could not be put to the censor’s black marker or the fascist’s pyre.

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LL#1207