It slithers in nothingness, transmitting us Home. In its womb, we rock to the swaying of the cradle capsule. We eventually drift away to the lulling ultrasonic hum, and cease the chewing of our minty pacifiers.
Then, it is time. Shielding our eyes from the sunlight that rushes closer and closer…
We burst out with a swoosh. Discombobulated, we are forced to deduce who we are, and why we are here.
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