// Mimsy v2.014 (Illusion) deactivated
// King's Sword activated
// Greater Support activated
'What do you seek to protect? The world is meaningless and you are small. A shield means nothing to a speck of sand.'At first there was Shu, the most recent, most obvious, despite Mimsy's complete inability to pinpoint quite
why.
Then she thought, because she could never help thinking, as thought was so skillfully entwined with curiosity's desires. It didn't take long to find the rest. They were all there, locked away in a cage labeled 'mine', things and ideas and people that she never wanted anyone to touch.
Her science. The Higgs Boson, which had slipped through the bars a long time ago. The Book of Destruction, her instruction manual for accomplishing her greatest of goals. A statue, which was not really a statue on the inside. Her intellectual integrity, frequently challenged by Deus. Her knowledge,
all of her knowledge, stacked up and organized with care and determination. Svensyl, a Jabberwock to call her own, a well of nonsensical knowledge that made all the sense in the world.
Lucky, who ALICE had taken to be her own brother, a difficult sacrifice she had not yet fully processed.
Her hand idly brushed over something in her scarf.
Robert, of course. Such a given fact that it had almost gone unnoticed - like it had been, but she felt strange when she discovered that didn't know when that had begun. She felt uncomfortable. How had she missed that? When had she started to defend him for reasons that were not solely possessive?
It had been that way for the entirely of Wonderland; she knew that much. And Wonderland was its own thing to protect, this beautiful, perfect land that was
hers to share as she saw fit. Hers to love and care for and explore and claim as her own, because it always had been. It was just waiting for her to come home.
She wrung her hands and hoped that nobody else could see what she was doing. Was it obvious? Was it as awful as she thought? Maybe they hadn't noticed at all. She wasn't important to anyone aside from those she kept in that little cage, forcing them to look at her.
"Stop it. Shut up," she hissed, hands pressed over her ears, more refusal, more denial.
She tried everything to get it to stop.
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