[another one. she straightens up from where she was crouched on the branch, bloodstained dress sticking to her skin. what she remembers of computers is fragmented, filtered through explanations of magic, but as far as she could recall, it was something like a portal that took you nowhere but everywhere, with letters and numbers that created words, codes that worked like spells did.]
Or is it unique to these ones?
[when she looks at Mars, there is no recognition in her eyes, but the cooler detachment of one viewing a curious stranger.]
no subject
[another one. she straightens up from where she was crouched on the branch, bloodstained dress sticking to her skin. what she remembers of computers is fragmented, filtered through explanations of magic, but as far as she could recall, it was something like a portal that took you nowhere but everywhere, with letters and numbers that created words, codes that worked like spells did.]
Or is it unique to these ones?
[when she looks at Mars, there is no recognition in her eyes, but the cooler detachment of one viewing a curious stranger.]