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02 || River Tam || Day 55
The air tastes strange. [ River knows the video is on but she's not looking at it, allowing instead for the broadcast to show the hallway of house seventeen in the waning afternoon light.
An arm reaches out and a door swings open to a bedroom. Bed rumpled and several books scattered around but otherwise empty.
They took him and she doesn't know when. They took a note, the whole song is wrong now.
[ River sounds exhausted. ]
The air tastes strange. All the notes should be careful and keep themselves in tune.
An arm reaches out and a door swings open to a bedroom. Bed rumpled and several books scattered around but otherwise empty.
They took him and she doesn't know when. They took a note, the whole song is wrong now.
[ River sounds exhausted. ]
The air tastes strange. All the notes should be careful and keep themselves in tune.
video
No, not ruining it for you. [He relaxes and looks sympathetic.] Are you missing something?
video
There will be another, we gather the memories of others to feel like the ones that are missing, we gather them like flowers trying to remember a perfume long gone.
There will be others but it won't be the same. They took Darwin.
video
So another one gone, hm? I don't think I know who that is. [Was?]
This place works in strange ways, I'm afraid. Nothing can be certain, obviously. [He wondered what determined who stayed and who leaves.]
video
Does it ever matter?
Nothing is ever certain. Even a subatomic particle can have a mid-life crisis.