Jun 28, 2009 11:44
mek ese tot nem-premehebe ... The crumbling stones, the rubble in the streets. The scent in the air is unmistakable -- as I thought, I have seen this place before!
[there's some rustling as the device is picked up and shaken; then a few short thuds, like fingers tapping on the surface]
And this again, as well... [she's speaking directly to the communicator now:] I find myself here, yet again! Why? What purpose am I meant to carry out?! What importance could this place have for my future?...
I must know -- please!
[there's a pause, and a short sigh -- some more muttering in the same foreign langage can be heard before the transmission ends]