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Chapter 3

Scattered memories
Added Sat Aug 20 18:51:58 2005 at level 13:

My mother and father, so different from eachother in everything they were
including their heritage and yet if there could be any that would be
considered soulmates, if I believed in such romantic dribble that is. So
different, and yet so perfect together, they were also from the small
flitting insights of memory that come to me through my memories, the nearly
perfect parents. They had one flaw though, fatally it was proven to them,
they were frightened of confrontation to the point of resembling the hare in
its simple flight for life. Their flight kept them and I alive, long enough
that I could be taught about life, about all the things they expected and
wished, about right and wrong, good and evil, the birds and bees, and life
and death. The last lesson was brutal in its application, so very brutal the
memory of it has only just recently returned and I do not think I even
remember the complexity of what truly truly happened. All I know for fact is
that all of my creators careful avoidance led only to their eventual death.
I still do not know how I escaped, I only that my mother and fathers past
caught up to them and ended the beauty and fulfillment of my existance.