three.

[sidewayseeing]

When I woke up, there was a moment when I was frightened.
Not for myself.
(My! That would be quite ridiculous.)
But the Moon - the Moon moves away from the Earth an inch-and-a-half every year.

Did you -                  
did you know that?

It is slightly terrifying.
And I understand (I do!)
        I understand that nothing will happen for a long

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[unloved_nymph]

Oh! Well when you put it like that..

[sidewayseeing]

It is -

It is strange to think about things.
How they matter more.
Because we are not precisely what we were.

[unloved_nymph]

Is it possible that, um, though we aren't what we were, we are more ourselves without the, um, things that go with us? I was never a goddess or, um, anything as great as that but-

There are telescopes now. So even if the Moon is -less you can see her more clearly?

[sidewayseeing]

Oh, sweetness.
Greatness is a matter of opinion. And not of status.
Much like muchness.
And you possess no shortness of muchness.
This is all very true.
Things can be quite beautiful through lenses and glasses.

[unloved_nymph]

I'm not sure about that? I mean, um, it seems like there's a certain order to things.

I almost like lenses the best.

[sidewayseeing]

Ah, but everyone lists things differently.

Windows too. With curtains.

[unloved_nymph]

I suppose.

Oh! And tugging on sleeves until the person you are with describes it. So you see it the way they do.

[sidewayseeing]

You would be high on anyone's list, sweetness.
Have no doubt.

A novel way of getting a different perspective.
And one with words.

[unloved_nymph]

I'll, um, try not to. Thank you.

Words can make pictures too. If you ask the right person.

[sidewayseeing]

Even the wrong person can paint a [ picture ].
It just may not be the right one.

[unloved_nymph]

It can be right to, um, them.

[sidewayseeing]

Oh, of course.
For you -
I meant.
Even very beautiful pictures may not always be
the right ones for you.