A different soul echo (2)

Author's note: This is from Seraphina's point of view

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Ten years old Duke didn't move as the darkness around us was replaced with hazy images.

They moved rapidly, reflecting Duke's state of mind as he tried to remember, and then we found ourselves on an open grass field.

Duke was wearing a white t-shirt and knee-length gray shorts while standing with a baseball bat in his hand. In front of him was a tall man that I recognized as Damiano. He patted Duke on his shoulder.

"I am proud of you, son. You did a good job.", he said in a husky voice that projected safety even though his expression was stern, and Duke's lips stretched into a smile that reflected in his eyes.

The earthy scent and the breeze reminded me of the moments when I was reliving my memories. All my senses were fired up and experiencing it like I was actually there, and it confirmed that somehow I tapped into Duke's memories, together with him.