THAT NAME WAS EVOC by Lorenzo Crescentinitranslation by Clara Nowlan
For as long as he could remember, Mabe had always been there.
In his first life, half a billion years ago, when his world was the great ocean, Evoc was a small, elongated fish, with no braincase or lower jaw.
Perhaps he had existed even before that. Indeed, there was little doubt. But, before the development of a notochord, his nervous system was too basic to allow for self-awareness, so Evoc had no memories or feelings from those lives.
He had called himself many names. And with the passage of the ages, his consciousness had begun to refer to itself with an infinity symbol. But his core essence had a name; and that name was Evoc.
Even then, as Evoc swam in the waters of the Panthalassic Ocean, perceiving ephemeral s
