one.

[medeafalls]

The city, the city is dead and alive and dead and alive and turning like the carousel, only you can't see it. You can't see that you're all going around and round, spinning like tops, like teacups, but what happens when you stop? Will you be dizzy and laughing, or will you fall to the once-steady, the treacherous ground? Spinning. Spinning

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[obliviomancy]

He's probably in another world. You're in the City.

[medeafalls]

He came back from another world, though. I was tossed and turned and battered in the seas, and he took me safe on board -- no longer ashore, but still safe. We made a new one.

[obliviomancy]

...

Whatever that means.

[medeafalls]

You had to be there.

[obliviomancy]

But I wasn't. So it doesn't really matter.

[medeafalls]

Everything matters. There are just those who don't know how to see.

[obliviomancy]

Not to me.

[medeafalls]

Do you matter, then?

[obliviomancy]

To myself, yeah, I do.

[medeafalls]

Then you see. But you don't understand.

[obliviomancy]

Understand what?

[medeafalls]

Anything.

[obliviomancy]

...

Somehow, I don't think we're talking about me anymore.

[medeafalls]

I'm strange. I know. They played with my brain. Made me look into the abyss, and when the abyss looked away I wasn't the same.

[obliviomancy]

Why're you telling me this?

[medeafalls]

Because you need to learn to see. I am the moral in the parable.