They started to treat me like one who was dead already and by that I knew my sentence. I was to be one of the forgotten, full of memories entombed. I understood that life was moving on without me now, along with the whole world. All events seemed shallow to me, as if met them earlier in a much different dream, only now they were a shadow of their former self.
I understood by this that I had not been granted my requested pardon.
I understood by this that I had not been granted my requested pardon.
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