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Okay! It had it figured out. You stop short about five feet above the eye's surface, which doesn't seem useful for focusing— but does mean you're reflected perfectly inside it. This is mildly interesting. Your reflection seems to find it moreso: she waves, taps against the "inner surface" of the eye, drags a finger across her face— to restore the mouth, you thought, but she keeps dragging and dragging until her skin comes off. And the Herald is there.
You feel very strange indeed, watching that, and stranger when the Herald pokes her considerable neck through the rippling surface of the eye. She also stretches her less-than-considerable arm up, but you got the idea in the first place. You look at her. She looks at you. You're glad you don't have to figure out how to reach her (petition the Wyrm to lower you a few more feet?)— instead, the eye contact produces a nauseating stretching-oozing-doubling feeling, and you are pulled until you snap free and rebound inside.
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Rebound <span class="mu-i">inside.</span> You are not with the Herald of the Bright Epoch. That would be simpler. It would appear that you actually are the Herald of the Bright Epoch, as you always have been, and will be, and were. It would and will appear that you have been here forever, despite anecdotal evidence otherwise.
Of course the <span class="mu-r">WYRM</span> is here too, as it always has been. It does not exactly like you, but it cannot exactly rid itself of you, O divine tapeworm. You're dug in deep. That doesn't matter. As you've been here forever, you have or will already said everything there is to possibly say, and asked or will ask all questions you could possibly ask. What's more, you no longer have need for speech or questions. To the <span class="mu-r">WYRM</span>'s profound annoyance, this never has stopped you.
Should you say or ask something now?
>[1] O Herald of the Bright Epoch, Sunbringer, Way-opener, Eternal One, what shall you bother the Wyrm with? (Write-in.)
>Bathic what even is this update
I don't know. Sometimes I get possessed and can't stop writing until the update ghost abandons my spent and broken shell. Relatedly, I'm going to bed... but if you don't remember the referenced incidents, Richard strangled you at the top of Thread 23, and bails you out of Wyrm jail at the top of Thread 34. Bye!!
