third light [video]
[Epsilon is standing in a field of flowers. That isn't so new, as this is the Gardens, but this field of flowers is different, somehow, though in a way that's difficult to put a finger on. The flowers are bright and tall and thick upon the ground, and if one looks carefully, one can see that narrow paths run through them.
Perhaps what's different is that there is an intent to these flowers, a feeling. Someone grew them here for a reason that has nothing to do with the purpose of the Gardens.
Epsilon smiles at the mirror, but it's not clear if she summoned it or if the Vine decided to start recording of its own accord. Regardless, she speaks. She sounds a little tired, a little lost.]
I made this place. I never made anything before, not like this. I wasn't planning to do it. I wanted to create something that could be of use to others, but this--simply happened.
[She begins to walk, and the Vine follows her. It shows that there are statues standing among the flowers. No one else in the Gardens would be able to recognize the people they represent, only Epsilon. Some look like humans, but others more closely resemble machines.]
Humans like to make places in memory of those they've lost. Cemeteries, memorial gardens. Monuments. So I made somewhere like that, for people to visit, to remember their loved ones. You could place statues of them here, or markers. Or anything that might help.
[She pauses.] Does it help? Grieving? [She glances away from the mirror, off to one side, her gaze unfocusing.] I hope it does someone some good.
Perhaps what's different is that there is an intent to these flowers, a feeling. Someone grew them here for a reason that has nothing to do with the purpose of the Gardens.
Epsilon smiles at the mirror, but it's not clear if she summoned it or if the Vine decided to start recording of its own accord. Regardless, she speaks. She sounds a little tired, a little lost.]
I made this place. I never made anything before, not like this. I wasn't planning to do it. I wanted to create something that could be of use to others, but this--simply happened.
[She begins to walk, and the Vine follows her. It shows that there are statues standing among the flowers. No one else in the Gardens would be able to recognize the people they represent, only Epsilon. Some look like humans, but others more closely resemble machines.]
Humans like to make places in memory of those they've lost. Cemeteries, memorial gardens. Monuments. So I made somewhere like that, for people to visit, to remember their loved ones. You could place statues of them here, or markers. Or anything that might help.
[She pauses.] Does it help? Grieving? [She glances away from the mirror, off to one side, her gaze unfocusing.] I hope it does someone some good.