The rumble that began yesterday continues to move my home unit but at a greater frequency. The others feel it now and are unsure, as I am, of its meaning. As I activated my computing machine to begin my labor, a soft hiss, like wind through a keyhole, echoed from somewhere deep within.
A low rumble, began this morning. I feel it in my home unit issuing from the floor. The others do not seem to perceive and are well. As the my labor began, the rumble continues.
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This new light that oozes between, and intermingles with, the un-light is blinding. The others are adapting to this new reality. My labor begins now with dazzled eyes.
Cracks have begun to form within the un-light that bathes my home unit daily. It speaks of some change and all are well but wary of it. As I begin my labor I wonder at this new event.
As I woke, fractals of truth and un-truth filled the empty spaces of my home unit. I and the other avoid them, lest we too are annihilated. A new sense of warmth fills my work space as I begin my labor.
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My rest now done I wake in my home unit to fresh un-truth awaiting me. It temps me and the others, but he have grown strong. I go now to my labor renewed.
The whisper, unheard but screaming, returned in the quiet hours before first light addling my mind. It spoke un-truth which shakes the other. My labor, all the more important in these days is slowed.
Once more my home unit has greeted me with silence. So too with the others. Symbiosis has failed, the vail of un-truth is clearing. My continued labor is focused toward what this means.