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  1. The Aspiring Archivist
    "No. Probably not." He sighed.
  2. The Aspiring Archivist
    "No. I already asked who he was, remember?"
  3. The Aspiring Archivist
    He nodded. "I lost everyone. But that was the worst, somehow."
  4. The Aspiring Archivist
    "I know a handful."
  5. The Aspiring Archivist
    TAAron looked over at her, feeling briefly surprised, though that feeling quickly faded. "Thanks, I guess." He looked back up at himself. "I would do this to get away when we chased each other around. Tristan couldn't climb trees. But eventually we'd get bored and I'd go back down."
  6. The Aspiring Archivist
    "I see. What do you plan to do about it?"
  7. The Aspiring Archivist
    TAAron stood in the woods in a world he had known. One young boy watched, laughing as another climbed a knotted tree. Both were about seven. The climber was TAAron, and the watcher his friend, Tristan. TAAron watched and felt as though he was distinct from his young self, standing nearby. He remembered this day, but this dream was not his memory, not exactly.
  8. The Aspiring Archivist
    "Who?"
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  10. The Aspiring Archivist
    Sandy nodded as if he understood perfectly.
  11. The Aspiring Archivist
    TAAron's dreams were a mix of newly regained memories, his times with Haly and even things before that had been hidden from him. Haly got even less of a feeling for his emotions, and they all seemed stirred together, from elation to grief. Nothing stood out, specifically.
  12. The Aspiring Archivist
    "I'm not. Do you expect that from people?"
  13. The Aspiring Archivist
    TAAron tried to resist that golden light, not really understanding what it was doing but knowing he didn't want it to fully take hold. Was accessing his powers doing this? He tried to pull away. I have to cut it off. I HAVE TO CUT- Haly felt the dread grow, then a moment of stress or even fear before it ended abruptly. The golden lights faded away, and his sleeping form relaxed.
  14. The Aspiring Archivist
    "No. You would know if you were bothering me."
  15. The Aspiring Archivist
    "No. But the only things to be done had no meaning and so are not worth taking into account."
  16. The Aspiring Archivist
    "Nothing to do at all."
  17. The Aspiring Archivist
    "I was around."
  18. The Aspiring Archivist
    "I suppose."
  19. The Aspiring Archivist
    "It's my weapon. It's extremely heavy."
  20. The Aspiring Archivist
    TAAron dreamed in that strange place he was growing familiar with, like the world being seen through a crystal. He saw the lights that marked his soul and Haly's, but here he wasn't in his own physical location. He was... elsewhere. He saw the connection between them now, and a million others, all different, crisscrossing the Clinic and going beyond it. This is new. He let himself drift, uncertain but not very bothered by the strange occurrence. His feelings were too consumed by her for that. He saw Lerac, who's soul was the only one other than his own that he could see had a different color than white light. TAAron's had hints of flickering gold, Lerac's was a lively green eclipsed with cold darkness. He was connected to everyone, and had an especially strong tie that TAAron assumed connected him to Death. TAAron shivered in his sleep. In the dream, he moved along, aimless and not very concerned with having an aim. Then he felt something drawing his eye. He looked back at where he slept in reality, and saw his own soul. The gold cast seemed to be growing steadier by the moment. For some reason he could not understand, this filled him with dread. Haly could feel only the barest hint of an impression of what he dreamed, not enough to understand it at all but enough to sense a twinge of dread when it came.
  21. The Aspiring Archivist
    "I find enthusiasm tiring."
  22. The Aspiring Archivist
    After a little while, TAAron's breathing slowed, and Haly felt the newly familiar connection between them become muffled as he fell asleep. If she happened to open her eyes, she could see wisps of golden light rising from him, not nearly as bright as before but still apparent.
  23. The Aspiring Archivist
    Of course I believe in you. I love you. It's been much too long since I said that to you.
  24. The Aspiring Archivist
    Sandy shrugged. "I suppose."
  25. The Aspiring Archivist
    "...Not really."
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