Space is a bright triangle.
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Butterfly Eyes
She knew, but she could not say.
What it Cost
I’m a bit ashamed of it all, it could have been so different.
What We Did When We Got there
It was not what we thought.
The Path
Look what I’ve made.
When I First Came
I was new here.
The Dressing Room of the Stars
Follow your nose.
The Interrogator
I want to be like the water, said Constance.
The Right Side
You are right and I am wrong.
The Left Hand
Divide and conquer, left and Right shall be Interrogated in different rooms.
The Guardians of the Cave 