Two Sigilyph flew past each other in the desert.
“Hey Bob.”
“Hey Dan.”
“Hey, Bob?”
“Yeah?”
“I was thinking. Why do we always fly the same routes?”
“It’s the routes we’ve been patrolling for centuries, patrolling so long that the routes are practically etched into our memories.”
“Yeah, yeah. But we both hatched only like 30 years ago.”
“…”
“Do we have false memories?”
-Odemon #561 Sigilyph
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