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Re: cONVERGENCE oF oUTSIDE iNFLUENCES

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There was a clearing, and Professor Ampersand burst through it, bounding onto a strip of dirt and being taken aback by the amount of sunlight that came from leaving the cover of the trees. Exhausted from the running, she didn't recognize this road, probably because there was no bearing of direction anymore. A turn of the head to each of her sides only revealed the rugged stretch of ground bending both ways further into the jungle.
A dust cloud was drawing nearer from the right.
Hazel's legs couldn't move any longer. Wishing to go out in a blaze of glory, she slipped off her satchel, tears of frustration welling up in her eyes as she threw it down. Practically falling on top of it from lack of strength, she ripped open the zippered pouch, grabbed a hold of as many of her father's lost research as possible, and sent them out into the air. Her arms went back for frenzied seconds and thirds, trying desperately for some of the stacks of papers to be carried out into the wind so the Bureau could never destroy them for sure. Instead they fluttered effortlessly to the ground, generating a pointless mess that Hazel was too distraught to worsen. "Go! Go! For the love of Baszucki, just go!" she croaked, devolving into a childish tantrum.
The cloud's hum of the engine drew nearer like an omen of death as Professor Hazel Ampersand rolled over onto her back on the dirt road, chest heaving from her mental and physical toil with the realization that everything she had done for Guestkind had been worth absolutely nothing.

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Daen stoked the fire for some better light.
He settled back down against the tree and began counting the coins in his purse, the copper wafers clinking delicately as he carefully arranged them into stacks of ten beside him, causally dividing his funds for both he and Meidel.
He faintly heard the trample of hooves snapping twigs at an alarming rate. He bolted up in time to see the centaur come barreling between the bushes, inexplicably unclothed.
"Meidel, you're..." Daen averted his eyes downwards as he realized she was covering her chest with her arms, her smooth skin still shining with moisture from the river.
"Quiet! I'm being watched," she hissed urgently.
Daen's mood quickly darkened as he focused on her horseshoes shifting restlessly. "How many of them?"
"I heard movement from at least eight different directions. I need my lance."
Daen was already skirting around her to retrieve his sword from beside the cart. "No," he told her, having trouble thinking straight. "You're in no shape to look around. Stay here and stay low while I investigate." He began making his way through the foliage without her.
"But I have to get my tunic back..."
An arrow sang past the both of them and sharply embedded itself into the tree where Daen was sitting underneath.

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The pile was actually coming to life! Instinctively I backed away, watching certain segments of the formation twitch occasionally, the spasms becoming more frantic as if blood was coursing its way through the insides of the stone man. Rocks ground against each other as the limbs began to free themselves, the cracks popping like stiff joints. Loose shale rattled between the gaps in its body as it straightened its back, the head raising solemnly as if finishing a lengthy prayer. The crystalline screen that I took as a face started to flicker, off on off on off on, pale blue shapes coming into focus from the darkness. Indiscernible muscles brought its arms to its sides, emitting a low rumble as the appendages pressed into the earth to steady themselves, and bring the once-a-statue to a stand.
Uncertain of whether to run or not, I only observed the strange phenomenon with fascination, awed by the chance to witness a sample of Altamystican technology before my eyes.

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Taluk's head was between pillows. Startled to be opening his eyes again, he reared up and blinked rapidly. Steel walls encased him in what looked to be a room an infirmary. He could breathe air fit for humans again. How was he still alive? He remembered spurts of his despair aboard the Ruulgeist - the crash-landing, the stabbing of the crewman, the argument with Nerphen, and the thought of dying there in the wreckage starving, parched, and emotionally unsound. Over and over and over. It didn't make sense.
He relaxed and took in the surroundings. The door straight ahead was glazed and visibility was blurred. It seemed to be connected to a really long hallway, although he didn't know why. There were no monitors inside the room to tell his condition, and no tubes connected to him to supply him any painkillers. Yet he felt perfectly fine, and above all, safe.
A shadow drew itself inside the frame of the door, and within moments the portal transitioned aside. The begrudging figure of a Forgetter stood stoically in its place, watching him with empty eyes.
Taluk was prepared to die again.

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