Circles
Cold cold deep cold cold--
(Are there nine circles of hell? he wondered, and was irritated that he didn't remember. Nine circles? Which circle was for those who killed themselves?)
Deep deep cold deep--
(Damn it, but why could he not remember? He was precise, meticulous. He filed details away in his head; somewhere, in his memory--perhaps this was why people thought it good to have a friend. Someone to help remember? He could remember himself.)
Cold deep cold--
(Momentarily, he saw a body caught at an angle, and thought well, then, whatever number, the circles wouldn't be solitary.)
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