Maybe they can't. Okoya couldn't, and he was their...kind, I think, but weaker.
I'm not sure it matters. I see it as myself but I feel it as Earth. Humanity. All of us.
[And he still wants to think of himself as part of that.]
I used to dream about shatterpoints. The moment possibility becomes consequences, and a town becomes a war zone, or a mind becomes gibberish. The world ripping itself apart, unraveling, rippling out from me. Things I'd done, or might have done. But for months, before I came to the barge, just those three.
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I'm not sure it matters. I see it as myself but I feel it as Earth. Humanity. All of us.
[And he still wants to think of himself as part of that.]
I used to dream about shatterpoints. The moment possibility becomes consequences, and a town becomes a war zone, or a mind becomes gibberish. The world ripping itself apart, unraveling, rippling out from me. Things I'd done, or might have done. But for months, before I came to the barge, just those three.
I don't know why purple.