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It's been almost six moons now; half a harvest cycle. Still no-one I know has arrived. No woman and no prophet. Somewhere, I have a child; here, I have nothing. The people are so different, but at the heart of things they are the same easily-manipulated fools who populated my own world. Still, I hesitate to... do more than watch.
The charm had been silent for so long, I thought its magic did not work here. But yesterday, it spoke. It told me the cycle has been broken. I don't believe that's true. There will always be a cycle, and now that I am Igrot I must find someone to take my old place and suffer at my hands. That is the way of things.
No-one here knows who I am, though they all seem to know each other. Perhaps this new beginning, this blank parchment can be used to my advantage.
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My courses are going well; the Dome is actually a very fascinating construction, even if my work is mostly menial. The feast of Thanks Giving was also interesting, especially the odd food stuffs. Icecream is indeed a food fit for kings and satraps, though it seems to be in abundance here. I do not know how a refrigerator imitates the natural fall of snow on a mountain, but it is a fascinating device. How do you know if the light goes off when you close the door?
Having a room-mate's not that bad, especially such an attractive and cheerful girl. Even if she does tend to leave machinery all over the apartment. Sa only knows what it's for.
It's been almost six moons now; half a harvest cycle. Still no-one I know has arrived. No woman and no prophet. Somewhere, I have a child; here, I have nothing. The people are so different, but at the heart of things they are the same easily-manipulated fools who populated my own world. Still, I hesitate to... do more than watch.
The charm had been silent for so long, I thought its magic did not work here. But yesterday, it spoke. It told me the cycle has been broken. I don't believe that's true. There will always be a cycle, and now that I am Igrot I must find someone to take my old place and suffer at my hands. That is the way of things.
No-one here knows who I am, though they all seem to know each other. Perhaps this new beginning, this blank parchment can be used to my advantage.
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My courses are going well; the Dome is actually a very fascinating construction, even if my work is mostly menial. The feast of Thanks Giving was also interesting, especially the odd food stuffs. Icecream is indeed a food fit for kings and satraps, though it seems to be in abundance here. I do not know how a refrigerator imitates the natural fall of snow on a mountain, but it is a fascinating device. How do you know if the light goes off when you close the door?
Having a room-mate's not that bad, especially such an attractive and cheerful girl. Even if she does tend to leave machinery all over the apartment. Sa only knows what it's for.
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