*To forget the sun...Enoch will gladly tell stories. He just hopes his own Earth won't feel like a mockery to Aleph. And that....that doesn't come up.*
There are two worlds which I could call mine. One is Earth, and the other named Meridian. Shall I tell you of both, Aleph?
*There were going to be sore spots however it went. So Enoch would start with Meridian. That was but a small moment in time as compared to everything else. He wanted to preserve that memory.*
Meridian was a world made of a city. It was similar to this tower in that natural rifts would bring people from many worlds, and from different points in time in the same world, to it, and that a being with great power oversaw its daily maintenance and provided for the guests brought in through the rifts. That very being is here in this tower, in fact, and her name is Sola. She was a kind ruler, even if she didn't understand the way things were meant to taste, and her food never tasted the way one would expect. She cared for the city and its new inhabitants. She always worked to restore the peace whenever it was broken.
These are good memories. If only my memory of it ended there. But I will not trouble you with more than these. You seek the comfort of happy memories, do you not?
It was like any other Earth of its time, I suppose, though I can't imagine any other Earth. There were many kingdoms, each with its own unique qualities, and despite the veil keeping it from God's eyes, the people were living well enough, proving their competence in making it their home on their own.
There were not too many kingdoms, but too many years. I wandered them for three hundred years, and I can hardly be expected to remember the ones from the beginning of my journey.
I am quite a bit older than many people. Immortality is prized for its agelessness, but many of those that want it do not understand all of what it entails.
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There are two worlds which I could call mine. One is Earth, and the other named Meridian. Shall I tell you of both, Aleph?
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[It'd definitely be better if 'that' doesn't come up.]
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Meridian was a world made of a city. It was similar to this tower in that natural rifts would bring people from many worlds, and from different points in time in the same world, to it, and that a being with great power oversaw its daily maintenance and provided for the guests brought in through the rifts. That very being is here in this tower, in fact, and her name is Sola. She was a kind ruler, even if she didn't understand the way things were meant to taste, and her food never tasted the way one would expect. She cared for the city and its new inhabitants. She always worked to restore the peace whenever it was broken.
These are good memories. If only my memory of it ended there. But I will not trouble you with more than these. You seek the comfort of happy memories, do you not?
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I think I've spoken to Sola. She seemed kind.
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But I wouldn't speak of the Meridian I returned to. I would rather live in this world over Meridian's ruins.
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[Text] That moment when the immediate line of IC logic would break a later thread...
*...Even though the evidence points to them being dead.*
[Text] Curse you linear time o9
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*For all the trouble their differing situations bring them.*
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[Enoch in particular.]