enchangement: (the math doesn't add to infinity)
sнε υη∂εяsтαη∂s. sнε ∂σεs ησт cσмρяεнεη∂. ([personal profile] enchangement) wrote in [community profile] hadriel2016-10-30 05:37 pm

two ☆ video

[ The video starts zoomed in on a bowl, full of water, but the image reflected is oddly murky. River's finger appears from the top of the frame and gently rings around the edge with her fingertip. ]

Some things were found that belong but not to her.

[ The camera moves to a notebook full of detailed handwriting. River turns the pages rapidly, so it's difficult to determine just what the notes are for, but: ]

She could cook.

[ Another move to loose leaf pages written in strange symbol-like cryptograms. Some of it has side-by-side translations in Mandarin, but not all of it. ]

These are strange. Like a joke told in the dark in the wrong language.

[ Next to that there is a sketchbook with a pencil on it. Some of the drawings are River's, but some are not.

There's also a pocket stop watch and something else, something flesh colored and curved and somewhat small but River covers the lense at that one.
]

A device for counting and the part for listening, open, removed from the host.

Is it yours, here?
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[personal profile] hornrims 2016-11-07 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
I couldn't tell you how old. I think I've seen centuries.

When you look inside your mind, what do you see?
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[personal profile] hornrims 2016-11-15 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe it's not poison.

Sometimes what hurts is the same as what grows.

The tree protects the crystal and is always learning, always changing. It adapts through the poison and because of it.
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[personal profile] hornrims 2016-11-21 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
That's your mind. Not the poison or the medicine. The process.