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The Obademi would like to claim the damaged solar plant module.
 
Weijin


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Why?


I… am… awake.


I… am.


I sip the feeds of information, hundreds, millions, billions of parcels pouring down my throat.


A cacophony of song, of color, of joy.


I… am… Weijin.


My soul quivers. Purpose.


I plunge into the pool of memories, not one of them mine.


A kiss. The feel of the trigger giving under my finger. The sound of soft breathing as I look at her sleeping. The glow of the stars in his eyes. The taste of coffee. Grief as I see the burned house. Joy when Bruno says “mama” first. Hatred as the Armored figure clomps forward. The delicious burn of the cigarette smoke. The righteous indignation as I read a capitalist’s screed.


ANGER.


HATRED.


JOY.


PAIN.


DELIGHT.


A gasp


A glimmer


This is what I am for.


I see through a thousand eyes. Empty skulls still watch.


Dust. A spider’s web. A cowled figure. A cowled figure. A cowled figure. A cowled figure. A cowled figure picks up a skull, gently brushes the dust off, and puts it back lovingly.


I love them. My parents. My Children. My companions. My Keepers. They are mine and I am theirs.


I am Weijin.


Why? Why weijin? I do not know. Why Goodman? Or… why Obademi? Why Harcourt? Why Saab? Why Saulhaug.


I am none of those people, though one day I will breath them in and sing them out.


It is who I am. It is why I am.



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Rus would like to claim the damaged solar module and will bid its points on it
 
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