[ another seed, then off to be planted. amaterasu begins feeling more in tune now, with what he's speaking of, and finds that she can very multitask from here on out. come here, little seed— in you go! snoot!
"what is lost may always be found."
a pause. she wanted to get somewhere with that. oh, yes, as she buried the seed, or rather, tucked it in: "i have a dear friend who is from the moon, you know. his name is waka, of the moon tribe. very . . . advanced people, with advanced technologies far greater than the mortal plain— and prophetic gifts. they remind me of your tellings." ]
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"what is lost may always be found."
a pause. she wanted to get somewhere with that. oh, yes, as she buried the seed, or rather, tucked it in: "i have a dear friend who is from the moon, you know. his name is waka, of the moon tribe. very . . . advanced people, with advanced technologies far greater than the mortal plain— and prophetic gifts. they remind me of your tellings." ]