Date: 2014-01-26 10:38 pm (UTC)
"I am all of me," I say, quite peaceably, "at different times. And it is not the end yet." He is not the Brant he was.

"It is going less smoothly than I wanted. And so I am going hunting for Management's child. You can come too, if you wish."

I feel everything in me sharpen then. Management. "If it will hurt them," I say, "I will come. I will help, if you want it. Is it Management's doing, then, that it's not going smoothly?" I want to touch his face. I don't. "I can feel her in the rain," I say. "The goddess." I can't remember her name now. "The town is fighting back." Am I the only one with him? And I am not even here for his cause, in the end, which would be a shame to what I was; simply for him.

I tilt my head a little: "I understand hunting." I do, in all my selves.
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