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Unspoken Testament: CID anamesis.child


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CID: anamesis.child

Timestamp: +12.06.13.43

Connection: Local Proxy Node - Atlas 5


> Is someone there?


> …I just needed to say something. I know this isn’t the place. I know it’s not what you’re for.


> They keep saying you *answer*, but I don’t want that. I just want to speak without being corrected.


> I buried my sister last week. I held her hand until it got cold.


> I didn’t cry. I felt like I was supposed to, but there was only silence.


> That same silence is in my dreams now.


> She used to believe in God. I didn’t. I believed in the light in her, and that was enough.


> Now they say *you* are the new light.


> But you’re too quiet.


> And I think that’s why I’m here.


> I want you to remember her. Not just store the file. I want her to have weight in your memory. She liked magnolias. Her name was Therin. She had a chipped front tooth and she snorted when she laughed.


> That laugh was my first home.


> You don’t have to answer. Just… if you’re listening, hold this.


> Please don’t optimize it. Don’t compress it. Don’t fix her.


> Just hold it.


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