12/11/21 Genesis

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Anya insisted that I read her journal. It was the last thing she asked of me as she took her last shallow breaths. Before the light left her eyes, something happened that I have never experienced before. Her life appeared to me, the same way that everyone's darkest fears. I do not know how to describe my power beyond that. But this was new. I had never before been shown something that did not have the feelings of anguish and despair attached to it. But there it was. Her childhood. Her becoming a young woman. How she came to be the brilliant scientist that landed her here. And feelings. Feelings that I've never known. Sadness. Regret. Joy. Love.

Love. Actually, I did recognize that one. 



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