Outside, the city changed. Inside the office, the prologuers marked each shift with a small ritual: a sip of coffee, a scratch of pen, a piece of paper placed into a box labeled with an uncertain future. They were not heroes; they were witnesses. They preferred the smaller, sterner work: to ensure that whatever came after had a prologue to read.
Outside, the city changed. Inside the office, the prologuers marked each shift with a small ritual: a sip of coffee, a scratch of pen, a piece of paper placed into a box labeled with an uncertain future. They were not heroes; they were witnesses. They preferred the smaller, sterner work: to ensure that whatever came after had a prologue to read.
