( that's the answer or what she wishes could have been, pnuema was a much better topic, she could go on and on into it, but sometimes when she thinks about what her life was before the emanation struck again, it was a more naive and innocent take.
it's such a better subject than explaining the differences between her mother and the recent one, she tries to recount. )
We could prepare for the Emanation without technology, predict when it would appear and where. Mama was very good at that, but... calculations were off.
( she remembers that day when the island was in uproar at the event, and the geometric bodies that had flowed their way to the beach as if returning home. 37 smiles only a little, just a fraction as she looks down at the ground as she recalls the joy in her heart, the instant understanding, and she wonders why the same couldn't be said as of recent. )
My Mama, 6, Hugh, many integers and fractions were taken by the Emanation, but it was a joyous moment to leave the World of Matters, and return to your true form.
( the corner of her mouth twitches, that smile breaking into a small frown as she tries to keep her voice from cracking. instead, she stops, swallows down the saliva in her throat, and tries to make sense of what she doesn't understand.
even her words sound confused as she continues. ) That's why... this time I don't understand why. I calculated everything, I told them where the safe zone was on the island, where we would throw a celebration to finding a piece of the Truth... but...
( not long ago were they arguing about whether or not to hand over apeiron's wisdoms to outsiders, and she doesn't know what changed, or what happened. )
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( that's the answer or what she wishes could have been, pnuema was a much better topic, she could go on and on into it, but sometimes when she thinks about what her life was before the emanation struck again, it was a more naive and innocent take.
it's such a better subject than explaining the differences between her mother and the recent one, she tries to recount. )
We could prepare for the Emanation without technology, predict when it would appear and where. Mama was very good at that, but... calculations were off.
( she remembers that day when the island was in uproar at the event, and the geometric bodies that had flowed their way to the beach as if returning home. 37 smiles only a little, just a fraction as she looks down at the ground as she recalls the joy in her heart, the instant understanding, and she wonders why the same couldn't be said as of recent. )
My Mama, 6, Hugh, many integers and fractions were taken by the Emanation, but it was a joyous moment to leave the World of Matters, and return to your true form.
( the corner of her mouth twitches, that smile breaking into a small frown as she tries to keep her voice from cracking. instead, she stops, swallows down the saliva in her throat, and tries to make sense of what she doesn't understand.
even her words sound confused as she continues. ) That's why... this time I don't understand why. I calculated everything, I told them where the safe zone was on the island, where we would throw a celebration to finding a piece of the Truth... but...
( not long ago were they arguing about whether or not to hand over apeiron's wisdoms to outsiders, and she doesn't know what changed, or what happened. )