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    "No, I understand. She can get the gist of it right now, but she'd probably like it if you took the time while she was here. I don't think I can now, we're in a hurry, but when we have a spare moment, I'll get her out and you can talk to her. So, do you trust this new person? She hasn't even told us her name."
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    "'G'r'a'v'i't'y'!" 'c'r'i'e'd' 'B'o'b'.' '"H'o'w' 'c'o'u'l'd' 't'h'i's' 'h'a'p'p'e'n'?'"
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    Grammar and Spelling Police is now
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    "What? Where?" asked Cadenza, her eyes widening.
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    I put in The Linear Thread and got queue.
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    Do you know anyone who's intimidating to you?
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    To ev'ry word that c'ame into conta'ct with it'.
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    Cadenza sat up, trying to keep Janice's arms around her. "I think so. A little sore and sick of crying, but otherwise fine. Did we get rid of the Yevon?" She glanced around.
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    Gravity w'as buried in the graveyard.
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    Gravity' passed away. There was a very nice service.
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    Cadenza opened her eyes. The memory playback had ended, and she looked around, confused. "What--" her voice broke and she cleared her throat. "What happened?" The woman, was it Janice? was hugging her, and it felt nice. She smiled at her, then reached up and felt her cheeks. They were wet with tears, and her throat was sore. What had happened?
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    The apostrophe plague? you may ask. The apostrophe plague is...
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    It was slowly becoming a sphere as it succumbed to Gr'avity...
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    Cadenza had run out of tears. She still cried, but she didn't have any more to give to her weakness. She didn't notice when the tears stopped rolling down her already tear-streaked face, she was dead to the world.
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    Herate could sympathize with that.
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    Cadenza thinks she hears a voice, but she forgets it as the cycle of memories begins again.
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    Cadenza whimpers, fully immersed in the dream world created by her emotions.
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    Memories run through Cadenza's head, each one worse than the last. The time she fell and couldn't do anything. The first time she used her powers. Times when her brothers would tease or attack her and all she could do was sit there. And worst of all, when she was told she was too young, that she was useless and couldn't fight the Yevon. These memories repeated over and over. She was worthless. There was nothing she could do. She was too young. She fell, over and over again. Her face squished against the floor, unable to cry out and incapable of moving. Her powers appearing, so weak. Her brother pointed out that they suited her, weak powers for a weak girl. Snowflakes drifting around her head and all she could think was, I'll never be able to do anything. Her brothers, circling around her, laughing. Holding her dolls above her reach. Mocking her. Shouting at her, If you're so powerful, show us. Make us do it. Prove yourself and you can hang out with us, then laughing and running off to have fun without her, leaving her crying and staring at the floor again. Sitting in the flowery brocaded armchair, a cup and saucer in her shaking hands. She was finally going to do it, she was going to go to one of the academies and prove herself, and then her brothers would finally accept her. Hearing the words I'm sorry, but you're too young. Your powers are too weak. She'd never be able to fight as a Duster. Escaping the sitting room, then her brothers cornering her. Shamed the family. Too weak. She can't even stop us. They leave her alone, and she runs and cries in her room. They repeat, growing worse and worse until she wishes it would just end. She knows she's worthless, she curls herself tighter and shuts her eyes to block it out, but they just get more vivid. Is there no end? She can't stop watching her memories. Each time they grow in shame and worthlessness, building a wall of emotion, blocking out everything around her until there is only emotion.
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    Sounds like it'll be harder, actually.
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    Okay, I suppose. I'm alright with poems.
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