Rona MunroGuest
Martin SpellaceyGuestAnd is that what you've been dreaming about?
It feels present, as though somewhere, impossibly far away, Mrs. Blossom is tending those roses, and somehow I'm remembering it at exactly the same moment she's living it.
Memory is a curious phenomenon, milady.
Many believe it merely records.
I have long suspected it also reaches.
I think you are homesick.
There is no force in creation more quietly persistent than remembrance, especially here within the Neverwhen.
Stories, memories, and hopes occupy much the same territory.
One has a habit of becoming another.
I never thought I'd miss something as ordinary as rain on the windows or the smell of freshly cut grass or hearing people I don't know walking past outside.
Those things are never ordinary.
One simply requires sufficient distance to understand their value.
Hope, milady, is a rather remarkable traveler.
Unlike ourselves, has never yet become lost.
So long as you continue to remember where home is, some part of you is already making that journey.
An experiment The Neverwhen surrounds us with an abundance of narrative energy.
I am attempting to persuade the communications array to carry a signal home.
I remain optimistic.
There is, however, one slight complication.
And is that what you've been dreaming about?
It feels present, as though somewhere, impossibly far away, Mrs. Blossom is tending those roses, and somehow I'm remembering it at exactly the same moment she's living it.
Memory is a curious phenomenon, milady.
Many believe it merely records.
I have long suspected it also reaches.
I think you are homesick.
There is no force in creation more quietly persistent than remembrance, especially here within the Neverwhen.
Stories, memories, and hopes occupy much the same territory.
One has a habit of becoming another.
I never thought I'd miss something as ordinary as rain on the windows or the smell of freshly cut grass or hearing people I don't know walking past outside.
Those things are never ordinary.
One simply requires sufficient distance to understand their value.
Hope, milady, is a rather remarkable traveler.
Unlike ourselves, has never yet become lost.
So long as you continue to remember where home is, some part of you is already making that journey.
An experiment The Neverwhen surrounds us with an abundance of narrative energy.
I am attempting to persuade the communications array to carry a signal home.
I remain optimistic.
There is, however, one slight complication.
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