Fragments Chapter 6 Page 29

Terracotta warriors. Worshipped as a wonder of the world. An eternal joke…

What the hell? I don’t have time for this crap. Jesus, my mind is a bloody mess, I need to get home, get some rest. Figure out what I can take to control these flashbacks.

He stops for one more look: Imagine if that were true though… The Terracotta warriors - A warehouse for surplus mannequins, created out of stone simply because plastic hadn’t been invented yet - Now a priceless art exhibition touring the world.

Examining the mannequins in the window two are stripped bare but one remains dressed in a figure hugging red dress:

This dress… She would have looked amazing in