Living as a memory
I despise having to live these lies. While I appreciate the mandate of remembering the lost, the fallen, the erased, it grows taxing having to live so many different lives. Morrow had has purpose still but I need to refrain from existing as him for a time.
The idea of being wiped from the towers is both pleasing and repulsive. I needed Morrow to continue my work, the path it was taking up until two days ago. Now? The Ministry would know in a moment that something was off if I walk through those doors. Especially Mella. She is lucky like that, having been raised the way she was. She has her eyes closed to the real plight of the people, the real pain her... OUR actions caused. What a c---.
So I say farewell to Morrow. For now. He and I will be as one again some day, but I expect that might be a very truncated day. If T.J.C is anywhere near correct, Morrow burns with me, and I am ok with that.
48 hours. I lose my backdoor to the Lie. I lose an alias, or the reliability of it. I nearly died (how enlightening that was, or Morrow would still be here) and now I have to walk as Elra for a time.
I am not sure what sort of rag-tag group I have gotten wrapped up in. They seem far too open with personal information. Drug addict -possibly former-, gang turncoat (with good reason, I suppose), gutter snipe, medical escapee, former assassin, escaped petting zoo attraction. And what do they know of me? Nothing, really. I don't technically exist.
I'll seek guidance in the dark, when the others are asleep. The silence of the underground brings a special clarity. Perhaps It will speak to me again, perhaps not.
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Well, here we are. Bone tokens for me, cryptic messages for the others. Not sure what deadface meant with "spoken in your own voice". If that was for me, hard no, at least for now. Not until I can convert or convince the others I am not a mad-man or a spirit walker who steals bodies. They can believe that last one for all I care. Maybe they'll come around, maybe not.
I can't believe the struggle they want to go through in traversing districts. If we hadn't been wiped Morrow would walk through that gate, slate in hand, no problem. Now? Sewers or forged papers. Damn, do I want to stay away from those towers...
Morrow's Journal Ordered oldest to newest
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Dream Memory - Elra Voss - Through Glass
Date Unknown
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Dream Memory - Dren Volzig - Ash in the Gearteeth
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Dream Memory - Anka Frein - Madwoman's Crown
Date Unknown
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Dream Memory - Rurik Daln - The Purging of the Mirror
Date unknown
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A day in the life of Morrow Granz
Date Unknown
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Near Death - Ashes Between Names
14 Jul 2025 06:09:56
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Emergence of Elra Voss
28 Jul 2025 04:32:17
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Living as a memory
28 Jul 2025 04:47:13
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14 Jul 2025 06:09:56
28 Jul 2025 04:32:17
28 Jul 2025 04:47:13
The major events and journals in Morrow's history, from the beginning to today.
Living as a memory
I despise having to live these lies. While I appreciate the mandate of remembering the lost, the fallen, the erased, it grows taxing having to live so many different lives. Morrow had has purpose still but I need to refrain from existing as him for a time...
05:14 am - 28.07.2025Emergence of Elra Voss
The stench of rust and wet stone clings to the damp air as Morrow eases the corroded door shut behind them. A rusted sign, the words long lost as flaking paint, nearly swallowed by the creeping filth. The room is squat and the curved ceiling drips softly ...
05:12 am - 28.07.2025Livinging as a memory
I despise having to live these lies. While I appreciate the mandate of remembering the lost, the fallen, the erased, it grows taxing having to live so many different lives. Morrow had has purpose still but I need to refrain from existing as him for a time...
05:10 am - 28.07.2025Near Death - Ashes Between Names
As the blood drains from Morrow’s chest, a fire burns where there should be none. The factory is gone. The gang. The bullet. The pain. Now there is only this place — A clearing without trees, a horizon without sky. A pure, infinite void and a s...
06:16 am - 14.07.2025Dream Memory - Elra Voss - Through Glass
Dream-Memory: “Through the Glass” Witnessed by Morrow Granz He dreams in grayscale. Always, when Morrow sleeps, the world bleeds to charcoal — like the color has been rationed. He stands beneath a leaking ceiling in some long-abandoned Minist...
04:50 am - 14.07.2025A day in the life of Morrow Granz
04:45 - Wake. Dress. Erase. The alarm doesn't ring — it clicks. Morrow Granz doesn’t wake startled. He wakes the way a file is accessed: pulled from storage, processed, and set to work. He dresses in the uniform issued to Civil Observation Clerks....
04:48 am - 14.07.2025Dream Memory - Rurik Daln - The Purging of the Mirror
The corridor is quiet — not in the way silence normally behaves. Not empty. Not serene. But held. Like the walls themselves are waiting. The Ministry’s Propaganda Bureau rarely darkens its own halls. The truth, after all, requires light. But...
04:17 am - 14.07.2025Dream Memory - Anka Frein - Madwoman's Crown
Dream-Memory: “Madwoman’s Crown” Morrow dreams of Anka Frein — not the mask, but the woman before the fire took her name. Rain drums on corrugated metal in a frantic rhythm — fast, erratic, like a warning too late to matter. The alley is ...
03:50 am - 14.07.2025Dream Memory - Dren Volzig - Ash in the Gearteeth
Dream-Memory: “Ash in the Gearteeth” Through the eyes of Morrow Granz It begins in the hum. A deep, thrumming sound like a great metal beast breathing beneath the floor — the smeltworks of Sector 7. Pipes rattle. Pressure howls in the distan...
03:47 am - 14.07.2025Dream Memory - Elra Voss - Through Glass
Begin writing your story here...Dream Sequence: “Through the Glass, A Lantern Falls” Witnessed by Morrow Granz He dreams in grayscale. Always, when Morrow sleeps, the world bleeds to charcoal — like the color has been rationed. He stands bene...
03:42 am - 14.07.2025The list of amazing people following the adventures of Morrow.
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