When he was dying, that memory stuck in his brain like a broken record of a hit song from the distant past that he had heard a million times, but could not understand the lyrics. Perhaps that was fate speaking to him in an unknown language.
When he was dying, that memory stuck in his brain like a broken record of a hit song from the distant past that he had heard a million times, but could not understand the lyrics. Perhaps that was fate speaking to him in an unknown language.