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Already Forgotten
Author: Majoki Of course I lured you in. Tempted you …
Prelude
Author: Jonathan Sauzier
“A rabbit met its end in the jaws of a wolf dog only months ago in this winter barren, by this tree,” Shyla said, pointing.
“Is that so?” I asked. She was eager, and, like always, I was already mesmerized.
“Yes, right there, right there at the base, where all those dead leaves are laying and the blood dripped onto those very leaves as the rabbit met its end.” There was excitement in her voice, a small thing now looking up at me.
“Those very leaves?”
“Well, no. Not those ones there now, but the ones which came before.”
“And what became of those leaves, as has become of the rabbit who met its end?”
Shyla’s eye surveyed the tree up the rumpled bark to an immense tangle of skyward pointing branches and then back down the trunk to its bulging roots now peppered with dead leaves of all shades of the turning season. “Those leaves are now becoming a part of the dirt below, as is the blood which leapt from the rabbit’s mouth when the wolf dog had its meal. And the blood of the rabbit and the deterioration of the leaves all blends together like porridge made of midnight moon and cinnamon crimson and it seeps into the earth beneath.”
My own eyes are glazing over because I don’t know what all of this means; that she can ascertain these things. That she can draw such comparisons and conclusions. I don’t know what it means for our tomorrow, but I provide a smile because she needs to know she’s doing well.
“But those leaves now are the dirt below, and the blood never floated out into the ether of nothing, so it’s in the dirt and then the roots and then the trunk and look!” She points now straight into the tree’s canopy, her posture poised with the utmost confidence. “The blood is in the branches and it seeps then further into the sky!”
I pull out my journal, and hastily jot notes. She turns and surveys me now, seeming to multitask as she continues on, devoted to the mission-at-hand, but certainly taking in information about me, too. Scans upon scans processed at speeds nearly incomprehensible. She is so much more advanced than her predecessors.
“And then stars shine brighter and the void between galaxies is filled with vibrancy.” She grabs my hand, hardstopping my efforts. “Taking hold and making its presence known. God is in the wolf dog as the rabbit as you and even I.”
She nestles by my leg, looking now up the stalk of my own body, and up into my eyes, glossed further by an inability to understand, much less to accept. A couple of tears fall down and flatten in small discs against the silver fiber lattice of her faceplate.
“Tendrils of energy. In you, in me. Yes, is the answer to the question you really want to ask me, Father. What is in you is in me, as the blood of the rabbit now bellies the sky and wafts down in great waves across this crystal matrix of mana and mineral. Yes, I am what you call God.”