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[unloved_nymph]

I like the computer. You can poke the letters on it and words come out. Your words. And it’s so heavy, um, large. It makes your words important.

Am I doing it right?

I don’t… understand this place. Am I being punished again? Did I do something wrong? I didn’t mean to. I never mean to.

I’ll stop now.

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[cursed_vision]

New York City, center of the universe. It's the new home for all out of sorts gods, nymphs, and mortals.

[unloved_nymph]

Um, sorry. I've never been to a city before. What happened to Old York?

Is that stupid?

[cursed_vision]

Still there, in another land.

No, it's not

[unloved_nymph]

Good. That's good, right?

[cursed_vision]

I think so?

[unloved_nymph]

It would be sad if it had to disappear for something new.

[cursed_vision]

Old things usually do ending up giving way for new, less worthy things.

[unloved_nymph]

Am I replacing someone here?

[cursed_vision]

No, not that I know of.

[unloved_nymph]

Oh. Um, do you know what 'high school' is?

[cursed_vision]

Place where kids go to learn, I think.

[unloved_nymph]

Oh. I like learning. Is it... nice there?

[cursed_vision]

I've never been. The other teens seem to like it, though.

[unloved_nymph]

And you like it... here?

[cursed_vision]

It's better than death and war, yes.

[unloved_nymph]

I guess sometimes that's all you can ask.