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My Name
Worlds...
The plural form of the word world.
It has many meanings, each one as significant as the other.
A globe; Earth. Humankind; a portion of a planet. The universe; different realities that no two person would experience the same.
It's also the rough translation for French word, Des Mond.
Desmond; a name.
Specifically it's my name.
And technically...I'm dead.
Or at least, my body is. Burnt and then gone; I could still feel the electric sensation running across skin. A ghostly touch that haunts me.
Somewhere in my mind, it reminds me of the life I had once. Before.
The farm, my home. The city, my freedom. A lab, my prison. A temple, my grave.
Well...not really.
If it was, then I'd be six feet under. Not thinking of something or remembering the past or planning for the future.
It's more like...my domain now. A life after I didn't expect.
No one's home but me.
Desmond.
My name's Desmond.
And this world, is my afterlife.
A/N: Back with something old and new; an idea of Desmond being alive and then not really alive.