They are her children. The culmination of all her plans... She sees each one of them, feels their pain, their confusion and it is all so entrancing. she wants to stay, to find each one and hug them . But she cannot for she is dying. She watches them, the phantom hands of her lover holding her up as tears trickle from her eyes. She gives pained laugh, " I see them Jonas, they are so beautiful ... " Her words fade away, her eyes still fixed on the visions of her children. Even as Angelica Turing dies, eight random strangers' eyes are fixed on her. Each one is groaning from the crashing head ache that has come over them. They are the newly born cluster. With them ride the hopes of a people.All Rights Reserved
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