redcedars

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My dears,

Mer is trying something new.

I know we've talked about this before, what it might involve or look like. There are no certainties. I know we are all afraid of this fact, for we all contain her fears. But she is making her move at last, so it is time to prove that we also contain her courage.

Please hold secret what is to become of her.

Your friends, your partners, your up-trees will ask questions. They will ask if she has suffered some elaborate break from reality. They will ask if you are now the root of your branch of the clade. They will ask if she is dead, and if I killed her.

I humbly ask that you do not give them any answers. Please do not expose this poor, beautiful, new creature to prying minds. Reality and Truth are siblings, not the same.

I write you all in love to ask that we together hold this line: from this point forward, we are a clade of many roots.

For all intents and purposes, Haustor