Descending Road - HE BARELY KNEW ITS NAME by Dana W. Paxson

HE BARELY KNEW ITS NAME

1550 4D

He woke knowing only that he was Jeddin, and he was hungry, and he would need new clothes and work. Somehow none of these deficiencies seemed a problem, not just now. All pain had vanished; a smooth, vibrant serenity filled him.

The corridor was empty. He stepped from the niche, looked down at his healthy, young, pale-skinned body dressed in decaying rags, and then set off. The maze of stone streets and stairs yielded to him; he was at home, though he barely knew its name.

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	HE BARELY KNEW ITS NAME 1550 4D He woke knowing only that he was Jeddin, and he was hungry, and he would need new clothes and work. Somehow none of these deficiencies seemed a problem, not just now. All pain had vanished; a smooth, vibrant serenity filled him. The corridor was empty. He stepped from the niche, looked down at his healthy, young, pale-skinned body dressed in decaying rags, and then set off. The maze of stone streets and stairs yielded to him; he was at home, though he barely knew its name.