Bringer of Miracles

Tim didn’t remember anything else about who he had been, originally, but he knew his name, at least.And that he’d probably been human, once.He wasn’t sure if he was anymore—the thought first occurring to him (slowly, then all at once, like a tide rushing in, worrying at his edges like a hungry rat) when he was Alvin, turning the pages of Tolkien in one of the cozy chairs in the back corner of the public library—or how long it had been since he had been one. How long did it take to change? Like Sméagol into Gollum; a person into something else.