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Chapter One Fine things filled the room, but all that filled the air was a steady tap-tap-tap-tap. Jacob sat with his hands interwoven in his lap and a shiny black dress shoe drumming against the leg of a coffee table. The table had a bare mica finish with wooden oak edges and carved legs. He leaned back and his body sank deep into the center of the red and gold couch; his brow furrowed with impatience. It was 8:30. She was supposed to be here at 7:00. During that hour and a half he had worke...

Remember… Remember… I remember a feeling— A deep, dark, cold feeling A soundless feeling The feeling of fresh, still snow, Like I’m watching it fall, alone, in December The feeling of the ocean, Like I’m being sucked inside out with the pressure Yet gentle, so gentle Sometimes, only the feeling of a clear, cold night sky, I sit under the stars, so humbled by the beauty, The impersonality of the infinite Oh, the blue refraction inside my heart, I’m encompassed by it, the passive force Gentle p...

White on one side; black on the other. He stood split in half by the division running across the rectangular room—is it really rectangular? It looks that way sometimes... others... I’m not so sure— scrawling up the walls and onto the ceiling. One entire side of the room was ebony, the matte walls—there are walls right?—showing no texture, no reflection. The other side was white; the kind of white that seemed to absorb rather than repel in the absence of any flaws. The division between the two...