Damien looked at her; his expression one of distance as he tried to recall any memory, no matter how obscure in order to answer her question.  Well not just her question; he had lost many hours each night asking himself the very same thing.  All it ever came back to was the<em>effigy</em>in his jacket and the dice in his hand.<br/><br/>“That is the question.” he rolled the dice around his open palm; “I get only the vaguest memories, like someone is teasing me with the answer but always hiding it from me; I know it is far from here, very far; I also know that if I am to ever make any sense of this that I need to find where I seek.”  he smiled awkwardly; “That wasn’t very helpful was it; sorry.”  He placed the dice down, one on top of the other.<br/><br/>“the funny thing is, I don’t remember eating, drinking before today; yet I know I must have of course, just as I know that I have spent the last three years trying to solve the riddles in my head.”  he placed one of the marshmallows on his tongue and closed his mouth; feeling it melt with some satisfaction.