<blockquote><cite>Quote:</cite>Never assume your safe. and never tempt fate by announcing that you think you''re safe</blockquote>


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    As the darkness cleared from my vision, I saw a field of flowers, and a burning-red sky. next to me, where my companion had stood, was a small patch of dead grass, and... something? Something that fluctuated between black and white, red and blue, yellow and violet.


    *those are particles of [Energy], also known as [Calum} or the energy left by a transformation.* came a voice from... inside me? it sounded like I was speaking, but at the same time, like I wasn''t. My guard went up a little late, but I still wanted to be ready to defend myself, even with only-. I had both arms again, how could that be? *It is a residual effect of the void, the phrase ¨time heals all wounds¨ is true in the physical sense, as if even a splinter of bone remains attached to the main body, the limb will eventually grow back.*


    ¨who are you?¨ I asked, still not seeing the source of the ''voice'' that seemed to come from within.


    *''I'' am ''you''. If that''s what you wanted to know* came the voice in response. *''We'' should try to get along, after all you did choose ''me''.*


    ¨you''re..¨


    *correct, ''I''am the animal ''you'' selected to transfer power with.*


    ¨no, I mean- what''s your name?¨


    *Do ''I'' really need one?* the voice asked me, in a surprisingly feminine tone, before it was simply a monotone sound.


    ¨Yes,¨ I said in response, ¨If only so that *I* know what to call *you*.¨


    *A name, hmm...*


    ¨how about, Ngyuen?¨ I asked, hoping to prompt a train of thought


    *That''s a boy''s name!* the voice grumbled.


    ¨Would you prefer something else then?¨


    *How about Rachel?*


    ¨That sounds nice,¨ I said. Sitting down, I took another survey of the surrounding land. While doing so, I noticed a caravan resolutely trudging along the plain, headed on a course that if I guessed right, would take them directly to the foot of my hill. ¨Company,¨ I muttered to Rachel.


    *''I'' can see what ''you'' see, no need to explain things,* came the response.


    ¨What do ''you'' think I should do?¨ I asked the one who was, but was not me.


    *wait until they''re close enough to make out the banner, if it''s anything other than a black star on an azure background, run away.*


    ¨Why?¨ I asked, wondering why a single banner meant ¨safe¨


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    *that is the banner of the Weeping Angel, one of your fellow travelers, and the only person in existence who can detect any and all lies*


    ¨You said her name is the Weeping Angel; why is that?¨


    *when she first fought, she cried tears of blood, and her power and beauty is equal to an angel''s*


    ''tears of blood huh, I''ll have to see that for myself.'' Looking at the caravan, I noticed a blot of red on something; it was too far away to make out details yet. As it inched closer I began to notice more and more details on and about the caravan. including the blood-red banner atop the largest wagon.


    As I rolled down the back of the hill,I noticed too late that there was another caravan, one which I couldn''t gather to many details about because of my speed. I came to a stop at the base of the hill and sprung to my feet, a little unsteady from the constant shaking. a split second later someone hit me over the head from behind, knocking me off my already unsteady feet.


    ¨what are you doing?¨came a voice that was at once rough and unpolished, and at the same time beautiful. When I didn''t respond immediately I was stomped on. ¨I asked what you are doing, young man?¨


    ¨Currently, I am being stomped on,¨ I said, answering her question


    ¨Before,¨ she growled, pressing down harder


    ¨I was rolling away from danger into an ambush, isn''t it obvious?¨  I asked, trying to make light of the situation.


    ¨Ha ha, very funny"she said. ¨before you rolled down the hill, what is the ''danger'' you saw?¨ she asked me


    ¨A caravan with a blood-red banner.¨ I stated, it was up to her whether or not to believe it.


    ¨Are you certain it was blood-red?¨ she sounded surprised, and anxious.


    ¨Very certain¨


    ¨To think that they''d get this close without knowing... I must warn the others.¨ she half muttered to herself, lifting her boot from my back. ¨hm?¨ she said, sounding surprised.


    ¨What?¨ I asked while rolling over, wanting to know who ¨they¨ were and what was wrong with my back.


    ¨You have- ¨ she shook her head ¨you''re coming with me¨


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    dun dun duuun! srry ''bout the cliffhanger but it''s late, and I need sleep.


    also *quote* means Rachel is speaking to the MC and ''I/you/me'' means not quite, but infinitely close. think of it as the < and > signs in math. in addition, ¨bold text in quotes¨ means someone is speaking telepathically