Donals awareness began to rise. At the level of emotions, he made some kind of lateral drift, immersing his awareness in his grief for Peat, at the senseless fatal beating of that gentle being. Then he became curious, within his mind, about the structure of that grief, and he moved inside the awareness of motion, noting the pattern of feeling, and - It was evaporating. Shit. ... No feeling of grief remained inside him. There was some old literary trilogy which supposedly expanded recollections sparked by tasting a scarab cookie - Donal had never fancied reading it, but Peat would have known the thing almost by heart. What Donal had just done was similar, but diving inward, going deeply inside himself. Except that he could not grieve for Peat, and from now on - he was sure - he never would. In examining that particular emotion-to-memory linkage, he had destroyed it. Interesting, Id never thought of that - perhaps emotion only exists *because* we dont understand it?
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 08:53:14 +0000
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