Nothing Happens Twice |Decim x OC|
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  • Reads 235
  • Votes 10
  • Parts 8
  • Time 19m
Complete, First published Jan 31, 2023
You cannot step into the same river twice - Heraclitus of Ephesus.

What do these words actually mean? Are they really true?

Another dead soul comes to QuinDecim. Nothing out of the ordinary. Only... Then such familiar words are spoken.

"I am dead, right?"



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Ya, so i wrote it back in 2019/20, now I'm translating and editing and all that stuff
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