Still, I am flying, waking others, and continuing in her task.
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We Fly, and we visit, and I find new joy in this expression within my role. And the Ur-Im extrapolates that it in doing so I am expanding upon it.
Huh,
Still, there is joy here.
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She learns of his predecessors and their actions in war. The reason for their role. And she teaches him how to better manage memories of war.
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She Remembers His love, and he sees hers.
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And they live, and despite the war, and her role finding the lost young. It is good.
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He Prepares Food With Zest, and with it a reminder of scarcity. It is what she asked for and he will oblige.
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He begins changing the flow. And for this, he gathers workers obsessed with war. For the war effort, he explains this needs to be done.
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They continue to discuss the dead. But the living tire and the management slows. The orders are still coming and war will still be, but they must be cautious in their approach.
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Zim wakes again, others having taken his place, his designation. He is best at his task, and he needs to demonstrate that to retain his title.
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She creates traps, she manages them efficiently. Another came to guide her in this task and she saw the need. The orders are followed and the war is pursued. But at a healthy pace, at least on her end.
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