We were never here.

Were we never here, we’d let the breeze retell the legend: E-D-G-… Better yet, we’d let these few letters render the scene. Here’s where speech meets text. Where the self ends. The merest mere. The metered spell. The letterpress verses fettered then set free. Here. The fewest letters sent:

EDGEMERE EMERGED. DREDGED MER. MERE DREG.
RED GERM.
REDDER GEM.
EDGEMERE DEEMED MERDE. EDGEMERE: MEME, EGG.
REEMED REED.
MEEDED DEED.
MERE EDGE. MERGED ME. EDGEMERE REDEEMED.