2001-09-17 - 10:39 p.m.
and in the beginning there was a war that everybody forgot. no one could remember what it had been about, or who had won. the people went on with their lives as though nothing had happened at all (because they did not know what else to do) and villagers went on with their toiling and singing and eating and dying.
but there was a young girl. she felt a stirring in her heart, and did not know what it was, the thing that made her shake so. this stirring would follow her about. sometimes she would run very fast and for a moment it would be left a halfstep behind. and sometimes she would stop suddenly, letting it whoosh and teeter in front of her. but it always came back and she chided herself for trying to escape.