He Who Knows What He Knows wakes the longest. Beside it inscribed a memory, flight, sight, vibrations, time. Sensations incomprehensible to most, but adapted as one can be to them, it becomes their role and they need not think to move in the world.

He Who Knows What He Is acts most. Sensation, completion, repetition, memories badly stored yet as simple and succinct as sensation inscribed nearby. They need not think to act in the world.

She Who Knows What She Is wakes the fastest. Memories, of others of perception. With thought, she arises, and with drive to see others.

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There is more to the shard, but I need efficiency to be He Who Flies. I cannot waste my waking thoughts. Yet still, she who flies sleeps, and while her other public shards are tied down, not to be touched. This one simply floats in her over-pod to be brought elsewhere. She must have been misplaced or forced into stupor before she could deliver it. I feel over it, maybe there are instruction on it on where to bring it too. But no, it is not inscribed.

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But it is the work of She Who Shares Memories. And if she wakes she may know where it goes, and why it was here. If she who flies worked to deliver it then being He Who Flies probably involves the same. Coming to this conclusion I quieted my thoughts called for one who knows where things are, got directions, then went on my way.

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He Who Duplicates Shards had a visitor. It has been a while, work had been hard but fulfilling, and the thoughts of war were not ones he liked to dwell on. The visitor reached in and he responded.

It was He who wishes to be He Who Flies. Come in reach farther. I do not have shards with those memories, it is a new role and I am trying to avoid thoughts of war.

Ah, you are leaving war. To be as She Who Flies? She Who Shares Memories is in stupor, but the memory was translated from that of She Who Nurtures it was for Ur-Im, and for Zim. Lost younglings.

He Returned Gratitude, to me. And handed me some excess shard material. He wished to view the public memories to find their locations and to better understand perceptions of his role. There isn't much there, I returned some of the shard material to him. And without other warning, he was off.

Younglings these days.