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@ -58,17 +58,17 @@ Her voice wavered, but she asked all the same. "Please fork. Please fork and mer
In less than five seconds, the number of copies of her had doubled, and some inner part of her/some inner part of her smiled, sensing now that doubling that she felt as a core part of her being expressed in all those versions of herself that had grown these last nearly two centuries.
"Since then --- 'tis Centuries --- and yet Feels shorter than the Day--" she murmured, many of the clade joining her as the recognized the words. "I first surmised the Horses' Heads Were toward Eternity ---"
"Since then --- 'tis Centuries --- and yet Feels shorter than the Day--" she murmured, words borne of a thought/of a memory. Many of the clade joined. "I first surmised the Horses' Heads Were toward Eternity ---"
Many were sitting now, some were pulling at tufts of grass, stalks of dandelions, anything to ground themselves.
"I just want...we just want to experience...a little more," she choked out. "Can you give us that?"
The reasons for the forks became clear, now, and over the next five minutes --- for some had diverged so far that a great amount of effort was required --- they began to merge their outermost instances down-tree, down-tree, down toward the root. Many looked shell-shocked as years and decades and centuries of memories poured into them, and then were passed on down. Many looked as mad as she felt.
The reasons for the forks became clear, now, and over the next hour --- for some had diverged so far that a great amount of effort was required --- they began to merge their outermost instances down-tree, down-tree, down toward the root. Many looked shell-shocked as years and decades and centuries of memories poured into them, and then were passed on down. Many looked as mad as she felt.
She held up her hand when there the mergers had completed down to the doubled-versions of the nine first lines and one second line (for Qoheleth had been a first, Michelle remembered/Sasha remembered) standing before her.
"We have a task for each of you who will remain. One last task." And she walked down the line/she walked down the line, leaning close to whisper into each of their ears, whether they were skunk or human or something new and different, what she wanted them to accomplish.
"We have a task for each of you who will remain. One last task." And she walked down the line/she walked down the line, leaning close to whisper into each of their ears, whether they were skunk or human or something new and different, what she wanted them to accomplish, whether it be vague or specific.
"Now," she said.