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| ====== Casimir Ruchana ====== | ====== Casimir Ruchana ====== | ||
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| + | ===== In Her Hands ===== | ||
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| + | One must relearn to crawl before one can relearn to walk. | ||
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| + | It's strange to think of oneself as reborn, in any sense of the word. Nothing would ever be so complicated if the instantiation of a self could be singular instead of multivariate. Less to explain, and less, perhaps, to apologise for, unless the self in question is Casimir' | ||
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| + | Alright, fine. Maybe more than just one. | ||
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| + | She thinks she can almost see it, sometimes. That view held so strongly by a self so unrecognisable to her now that were she to look into the clear incandescent water-pools of this new planet, sable-yellow scales would feel far more self-alienating than the brand-new and flame-white and yet deceptively faceless form she inhabits presently. She can see what's attractive about holding one's fist so tightly around the glass marble of a world that it grows hot in one's palm. | ||
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| + | After all, sphere worlds are not built so that they might shatter. | ||
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| + | But to tighten your fingers so hard is to risk that your own bones might break. | ||
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| + | It is, after all, like holding water in your cupped hands. | ||
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| + | She can feel her tendons loosen; she can feel the senses return, warm and welcome, to her hands at long last. | ||
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