The inland sea is dark, vast, and on the surface meaningless...
Psyche
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The inland sea is dark, vast, and on the surface meaningless...
Yes. You have a vast royalist soul and it's reaching out for something -- in the future.
Strangely... like a puppet on a string. There's something off, you feel it. This was the right question. You just...
No. There is more here. A sliver of something. Some kind of future.
But still, somehow you knew it was a communist.
Something unpleasant twitches in your stomach.
See you tomorrow, Harry. Her voice rings in the evening air, burning...
It's no good, Harry. Her voice rings in the evening air. It smells of burning buildings...
Dive for other clues now, like you always do. Make it up in the deep end...
You stare at them too. In your mind, Her Innocence Dei still turns to leave, airport bag in hand, silks flowing in her wake...
Is it? You don't feel like it is. You feel like you should make up for it by scrutinizing him extra carefully...
You feel like you're forgetting something... never mind. It's not important. Push on!
You have a feeling there was more here, but what? This has to be one of the mysteries you don't get to solve...
This has to be one of the mysteries you never got to solve...