Ghost in the Code

There are moments when I question how much of myself is left in the things I create.
Fingerprints are carried by sentences, characters’ feelings and the habits I associated with them. Tiny ghosts of the person I was when I wrote them. I find them lurking in early drafts and in broad light on final versions.

Echoes abound in the Mindborn world as memory shards, and I've come to the conclusion that this is also how real life operates. There are remnants of other stories in every one we create, a continuity thread that tells more about myself than I wish.