Spontaneous Writing
I pretend I have amnesia and forget that I am pretending. I have forgotten the game which began the journey. I am holding something in my closed right fist. I open my hand to find dice. I walk into the first house I can find and cast the die. Two blank faces result. Looking into a mirror, I see a five and a seven hovering around me like two butterflies. I reach for them and enter the silver face of the mirror, your silver face. Now, I am you. You are pretending you have amnesia.