As he opened the familiar door e can see that the shaft of light stabbing its way into the room is a foreign thing for this room. At least lately.
he could see a thin layer of dust all over each and every book. He imagined there might even be such a layer on each and every page of each and every book.
One book caught at the corner of his eye. Before he even turned to it, he knew exactly what it was. It's pea-soup green cover easily held more dust than any other one place in the room. The MegaMan-esque robot staring at him tugged at a place somewhere between his heart and his stomach.
A single tear rolled down his cheek as he began to restore the room to its former state of repair.
How could he have been away for so long, he wondered.
Whatever the case, he was home.
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