!!better!!: Lexoset

Then came Lexoset.

After the naming came the drowning. People began to hoard the pill. They took it daily, then hourly, desperate to name every flicker in their chest. But the lexicon was finite, and the human heart is not. Soon, people were feeling things for which no pill existed. A new ache, unnamed, unnameable. And that was worse than the forgetting. Because now they knew something was missing , and they had no word for it, and no hope of finding one. lexoset

But here is the deep wound.

Elara fell to her knees in the rubble. Not from pain. From recognition. Then came Lexoset