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Mom??? Is that you???
Among the first things that Elsie perceived on opening her eyes was the stillness. It is more of the silence that tells you nothing but rather that kind of silence that surrounds your mind and makes your thoughts louder in your head. She was sleeping at the console, one cheek austere against the cool side of the restored Echoheart core. The lights still flickered low, a slight red light was pulsing in rhythm. Threadlight activity.Gradually she roused. Her neck was paining through the awkward position but she did not notice it. There was a change of some kind.Nova! she said.No answer. It was vacant in the lab. There were still sketchpads and coils of wiring on Jayden workstation. The containment ring hummed away in the standby.Then she heard it very softly,--nay, scarcely a whisper. There was a childling voice.It is not over yet.Elsie turned in the direction. Isaac, sitting cross-legged by the edge of the core, had a pencil in his hand, and continuing to draw red thread symbols o
The Edge
The place of red threads was endless around Caspian. It glimmered but not with fire but with memory ribbons of soft light and sadness. His bare feet pass noiselessly over the glowing threads that swayed but inches above the floor. Step by step he seemed to hear a thing or two saying across his skin. He did not know whether it was fright or hope. Maybe both.He was yet a child.Small hands. Soft eyes. a heart which had been opened too prematurely.In this world, however, time never traveled as before. It snaked and twisted and caused him to feel old and young. How long he had been on his walk he did not know. It was days and nights. Perhaps it was years. Or it was only a few minutes.A change was beginning to come in the sky above.Here it was always red. Just the same color as the threads as though the world were painted in grief. But now far away he beheld it alter. A kind of radiant glow. Not red. Not yellow. Something else. Something gentle. A color that was weird on his chest.Blu
Awakened
Caspian awakened.He did not in the first place know what he saw. Sky above him was red, but not that red of paint or fire, a deep red that showed you knew that something burned somewhere, like the embers that had not burned out. The floor, which was beneath him, was soft as though it were a blanket, but as he sat up and stared more carefully he could see that it was composed of fine glowing threads.Red threads.They extended in all directions twistings and loopings and moving smoothly, like breathing.He reached on one. It throbbed under his hand, not hot, but with a tender light. It recalled him of that. Of someone. And he did not know what. Or who.Caspian rose deliberately. He had no shoes and he only had a plain shirt and shorts on. He worked rather deep into the ground covered with threads upon which the feet sank a little, it did not hurt. Actually, the threads appeared friendly to him as they slurred lightly around his ankles saying to himself, You are home.This was not his
Quiet Red Sky
They went down to the lower layers where light has not been seen during the past months.The doors were creaking metal and the air that came out was stale as burnt breath.There was darkness and red light inside. There were symbols of thread on the walls and they beat lightly like the veins under the skin.Isaac was not afraid to walk. His little hand went up and touched the wall and the symbols grew brighter.He has the direction of which he is going, said Nova to herself.Jayden dutifully trail followed him, light in hand.They went further beyond the destroyed labs, broken glass malays, and dead terminals.Then Isaac held.before them towered a half-burnt, half-alive machine. Wires came dangling down it like roots. At the core of the room something was burning.Jayden came nearer. This is a sub node. A storage cache of memory.”Nova nodded. It must have been crash proof.The two hands were on the machine.He shut his eyes.And whole the vault flared up, Nova glimpsed it in flights
Threadless
They stood in a dis-integrated adaptation of the Echoheart chamber. There were broken glass pods. In and out of shape flickered the walls. Static prepended with the air as did the mist.Of this network what remained.Elsie looked round and found Silva in the corner.Silva was wearing the same dress that made her die but appeared calm on her face. She smiled at Elsie, and said in a low voice, You aren t dreaming. This is a fact. You didn t give him all of yourself.”Said Elsie, I do not see it. How is all this left at all? Ava: said: the core burned, Nova: said: it is dead.”Silva nodded. The flesh is cut off. The thread has not gone away.”“Thread?”Ava put her arms against her body and came up on the same side of Silva. It was not that when Caspian made his decision to cut his connection, he would cut. He devoted himself to the network completely. It just could not contain him. But the bit which belonged to him, which had his feelings in it, it melded with the thread.”The thread? W
Inference
The sky gloomy in the morning was dull steel-colored. Low clouds tipped the compound in shade. Vans and drone news hovered in the boundaries, like their blinking lights were the vultures waiting over something already dead. It was tense inside that facility.Nova was sitting in the command center and was fiddling with the controls. The Echoheart Core had melted out inside and killed and yet the interest it had aroused was on the increase.Them--"they want it," she grimly murmured. She spoke with a tight voice. Everyone of them.Foreign government officials, proprietary technology companies and even humanitarian agencies were insisting to be allowed to oversee the wreckage. Everybody desired to witness what still existed of Olivia project. Nova denied them everything. So far.And she called to Jayden.In a few seconds he was here beside her. His eyes were aged more than yesterday. They had some dark shadows under their eyes, and his hair was out of order. yet scarcely had he slept sinc
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