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The return to the strange, silent road out in the midst of stars and the much more present void wasn't comforting. Having the knight along, however, promised of some hope of time better spent than aimless walking. "Is it always quiet like this? Is it possible to fall off the path if near the edge? "

"I wonder where on the road this is. How big is it?" The eternal slowly took his hand from Celsus' shoulder to turn on his heel and take in the more or less lack of ....surroundings on the Surrounding. "You mentioned last we'd met that there were many knights at once awakened of this place. But only a few you still had contact with. Is there some way for Knights of Chronos to tell if each other are present on the road? At their wonders? What determines a wonder so far out here.....? Is this road one? Since we seem to breath and adhere to it fine. The Moon Ruin and my world seem to have gravity and atmosphere in defiance of conventional science. "

"This kidnapping sounds like it was an involved affair? You don't have to give details, but I've not encountered information about it. It sounds to have been a number of people, and specific to this place? " A gentle prodding for more information. "Was Chronos kidnapped as well? The Zodiac? or did they do the taking? "

I may have still been in high school at the time? I didn't read much of the papers about Destiny City while still in Michigan. It was more important to get out, anywhere not there. Stroud was here as a connection and the University large with connections to others. Study Abroads that I never ended up looking into since becoming a senshi.

" I wonder if something of the sort could be designed with technology found here. Or by the Mauvians...has any of the history of this place been refound? Why the wonders are out here? Who Chronos was and why she has a greater crystal? Who you, as knights, were? Was this all just here, or was it made...how...by who...with what. The Silver Millenium? Earlier than that? " He crouched as he chained related ideas together to press a palm flat to the surface of the road. As though a sculptor's tactile experience could help at all in determining more of the material and make of the thing, whatever it's temperature and texture.

Not the Zodiac, and not Chronos. What then. The persistent, but randomly present invisible will that occasionally moved in the universe at large never ceased to both perplex and incense. People would be whisked here or there, a threshold undefined would be met somehow and set off events or wake something up, they would individually be gifted ranks willy nilly, 'visions' of past lives would occur with no known reason what or why. For whatever reason, officers purified into knights, but there seemed to be no overarching reason that the the recruiters should know who was a knight in disguise and who was not. They picked them out from all the city all the same.

"Your...ancestor? However do you mean? You speak in the present- 'know' not 'knew.' " Thraen stood again, opening stance to invite the knight to stroll as he explained in the arbitrary direction that they were facing.

"Lives isn't something memories truly do...maybe? Not out of grey matter. Is it not sentient? Self aware? " Is it a construct of memories that there are whole parts missing- edited out or not thought of or decayed in time? That may be too rude of a question. He admits to being unsure already how to quantify the thing to begin with. It would be asking things he likely still doesn't have answers to.

"Ancestor in a literal or figurative sense? If it isn't a ghost, it can't be related to you. "

For instance, our primer has precious little to offer on Knights, and less one of Court serving a greater crystal. If that entails any difference, which it may not. But senshi, I've been led to believe are all reincarnated from our last existences during the so-called Silver Millennium. Our starseed is the same as that person, though time, situation, and race may differ. Visions or hallucinations come to us, supposedly, of that. I haven't gathered enough data of instances from others on how vibrant, how long, frequent subject matter, really anything about the details from others how the mechanic of the ordeal works. But that sounds separate indeed from your Aurelius. Is it the same for other knights of Chronos? Knights in general?"

"Guidance of knights does not include much lore of history, then? Can he acconut for not knowing about the time in which he lived? Loss from time? Death ? Memory takes damage from corruption and purification. Maybe death and becoming undead is little different. "

"Are others able to see and talk to him? " Thraen held up hands preemptively in warding and easing gesture, "Not as a suggestion that you take me to see him. You've made your feelings on your wonder clear. It is a matter of academics only, on whether you've ever taken any others and they were able to see and interact with him. "

"The reincarnation...how it works and how far it goes is something I want to learn more of. If you are not but others are...are all starseeds reincarnations? Or just some? And what happens to those not. If all are, then while you may not be a reincarnation of the Silver Millennium knight, you may be of an earlier one. Or some other soul at some other time. Those without ancestors, do they have moments of vision or memory as senshi do, when at their wonder? Are you at leave to list who is which that you know?"

"Take no shame of it. I'm the unusual one, so far as I've gathered in talks with others, in my fixations on understanding small points and mechanics of what goes on around us. Most of it pales in importance compared to survival. The present plight facing all of us- at worst annihilation and best a Pyrrhic victory through attrition to keep life on Earth. Hindsight is perfect, and 'obvious' questions about history less so when faced with an actual ghost. Other questions crowd to the mind on that point, since Ghost Hunters and Haunted History, all of Hollywood, for the lion's share of what we might expect out of an afterlife. "

Thraen paused, looking over, then offered an incline of head and flowered branches that made up his circlet. When it is possible for you, I would be honored. To learn what can be from Aurelius, your ancestor. And more from you, in the meanwhile, as long as you feel up to the exchange. " It would be imprudent to recognize the worth of only the ancestor. The man seemed to take issue with himself as it was, with so much discomfort in his own skin. Whatever horrors lay behind, he was a knight full powered. That meant agency and danger both. "Oft just speech and exchange is enough to lead to new viewpoints and ideas. You've experienced much I haven't. "


"Would you be willing to meet with me again, sometime, perhaps in the VIP room of the Catfe, to tell be what you learn from talking with the others? It might be less stressful, not in uniform and with tea and cats. Even here on this structure, you are haunted. "

Would that Stroud or any person that knows she or me could hear that estimation of any Marinus. Who must this knight be encountering with regularlity that I should seem 'relatively normal'? Even Ms. Gibson called my affect non-existent and that an outlier of my age group. Old Stone Face, if we should all be so lucky to live as long as Buster Keaton. Thraen held out his hand again, pulling phone to hand again for access tothe charm and button. The way home and hopefully unhaunted hours for Celsus. Time to let the detritus of feelings surrounding this Wonder, the Surrounding itself, and Aurelius settle to the bottom of the man's mind again. For a little while.

Barely much of an excursion here, but trauma needs care. Small reintroductions and exposures. What could cause such trouble of the very place your soul is tied to?

"Let's go back. "

" You'll be welcome when ever you want to come to the Catfe. " 'Absurd'? How British.