Ar-lif's great project was coming to pass. An invention, memories and forms within previously unknown to her. Shards and wealth provided and collected and she was capable of leading creations not currently in the hive. Yet Ur-Im, who had provided this opportunity was leaving. And the hive was returning to a state where none of that would could be made of use.

But if her role was to become lesser, and neither of her places would be of use to the hive there were other roles left to her. Ur-Im had guided her to He Who Sees, and to One Who Speaks With Giants. Others who pursue their creations when the hive does not see their value. A network within to listen to the hive and bring them when needed. And thought some were missing. Zur, and Nim, and others are connected in this sense. And they have the wealth of memory to reach out.

Arlif would be He Who Ensures Creation, until a more accurate reference is found, and he will share his work with He Who Would Speak With Giants. Optimizing what is known.

But still there is sadness. And as one last gift, He Who Sees shares with her, so that Arlif can See her great project in it's completion.

And what completion it was.

Called Ship, Is being lifted with nets to the flowpath exists ran and owned by Mur, the net's moved temporarily for this great task the Ship, floats up as Great sail-wings unfurl, net's and structures as it catches the flow, and it rises to position as waste material is dumped to balance it's pressure with the depth of the exit.the flow catches it, the net's holding it down are separated and it is as if the breaking net's are great tendrils as it pushes off into the exit, guided by the last few strings, I follow watching it leave Long fat, and with a spiral simitry that apeals to me in it's effectiveness. And then...

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I am pulled back, so that I do not break the eyes, so that I do not risk them in leaving the hive.

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We leave the hive and I look into the depths nothing around us to catch on, but, floating fish creatures possible threats, we pull in the tendril net's to lesser lengths, we do not want to catch on such things. Not until Crui has a good sense of our distance measurements, and I need watch our "tail" for our direction.

And so we do, and we slow as the net's catch on fish, and He Who Dwells Hlei counts to measure the changes, and this information is preserved. I tie myself with a tendril to watch the outside of the Ship, with reflectors to see it's shape, and followed By He Who Protects, to keep me safge, we catch some fish that he guides to us have materials that are consumable without much prossessing, and the form of the ship holds.

Hlei examines us and the others then leave to check, the flow causes some tension, but no unreversable harm. We must pull the others in if they stay too long, for there is still some risk.

And we are examined, and we can stay as we are, so Hlei, returns to stupor. And He Who Dwelled at the Edge and He Who Protects can share her responsibilities.

I begin teaching Crui to see.

And a beast, passes us by attracted by the movement, but uninterested in the taste of our net's, we shall be cautious, but we have brought weapons.

And another, smaller, with a sharper shape, comes past the net's closer to the center of the ship, it may get tangled or cause damage. So He Who Defends goes out, and stabs it. It is small, but the beast retreats form the pain.

We cannot let it's essence attract others so we accelerate.making making sure count is kept, and that it's essence does not stick to us.

And so the travel goes.