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That nightmare was certainly something. I've remembered an event I participated in fifteen years ago, the Miltian Conflict. Many different models of Realians went berserk and it's all... it's all because of that Song. The Song of Nephilim. It's an incomplete translation of Lemegeton, but what's Lemegeton? I remember it being the starting connection to the Zohar, but I don't know what the Zohar is.
More importantly is the Animus, Mary. I loved her, there's no question about that. Something happened though, there's still a major gap in my memory, but it caused her immense worry and grief over the power of Anima. She sealed Anima into twelve Vessels of Anima and myself, but... but the exertion killed her. She isn't dead, though. Somehow, I know she's still out there as a subconscious. I can't let go of this belief, even though at present, I don't understand it. These past six thousand years, I've been looking for her. Did I ever even find her?
The more memories return to me, the more questions follow.
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November comes along with such a chill breeze sometimes, I'd think it was December. Thankfully, my puzzle for the paper is just about done, so I should be able to enjoy this change of weather soon.
Adell, I apologize for taking so long to get back to you, but I'd like to talk to you about the program you're running.
That nightmare was certainly something. I've remembered an event I participated in fifteen years ago, the Miltian Conflict. Many different models of Realians went berserk and it's all... it's all because of that Song. The Song of Nephilim. It's an incomplete translation of Lemegeton, but what's Lemegeton? I remember it being the starting connection to the Zohar, but I don't know what the Zohar is.
More importantly is the Animus, Mary. I loved her, there's no question about that. Something happened though, there's still a major gap in my memory, but it caused her immense worry and grief over the power of Anima. She sealed Anima into twelve Vessels of Anima and myself, but... but the exertion killed her. She isn't dead, though. Somehow, I know she's still out there as a subconscious. I can't let go of this belief, even though at present, I don't understand it. These past six thousand years, I've been looking for her. Did I ever even find her?
The more memories return to me, the more questions follow.
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November comes along with such a chill breeze sometimes, I'd think it was December. Thankfully, my puzzle for the paper is just about done, so I should be able to enjoy this change of weather soon.
Adell, I apologize for taking so long to get back to you, but I'd like to talk to you about the program you're running.