605. For your life, 6
A new home was built in the ruins of this luxurious place.
Nok’s uneven columns held the ceilings with an unusual architectural style. Blume grew roots all over them to solidify them.
The days went by in a haze from there on.
I focused on building the ship and Nokarlık studies in all the topics I want her to grow with.
She’s still so young. But she’s made literally for this world.
R - One day, when you meet Nightmare, she will be able to tell you more about how, what and why your body is as it is.
N - Hm.
She understands life in a creationist perspective. There is a design behind everything that is, to her eyes. When the fundamentals of reproduction, natural reproduction in the old way are alien to her, eclipsed by actual engineering. It’s hard to explain to her thus the principles of evolution.
She understands the idea to adapt oneself to new situation. But not the concept of generational learning and selection. It’s too far from her.
B - Even the science of genotypes and phenotypes was hard to you at first.
R - But it didn’t conflict with my view and understanding of the world. So it was easier for me to hear it. How could Nok understand it? It’s a past that goes against everything she genuinely knows and sees.
I’m thankful to Blume, for she gives me a foreign perspective about education in the current world.
Social concepts above the family will be another struggle to teach.
How do you explain a society, political shifts and history, when you’ve all but lived aside?
Well, at least she sees every day the difference between what we can build ourselves and what countries could build before. It’s a start.
Nokaranlık grows, in all manners but physically. Her human size and shape doesn’t change. Which means her cheeks remain a pleasure to pinch gently or rub.
She speaks better every day. She even begins to make jokes.
And because she trains more than I do, she becomes as good as I am with a bow.
She brought her first game home one day. I have no idea what that animal was. A mammal obviously, with a long snout, the size of a big dog.
I taught her again how to skin it carefully, how to remove the entrails, and how to cut then the bones and meat to separate everything useful properly.
She’s already seen and smelled worse, she isn’t shocked by things like that.
I handed to her the ultimate delicacy.
The one thing the daiûas would fight over... The fresh and intact brain.
R - Can you read it?
N - ?
She looks puzzled. She had a nibble of it. Raw, it’s not very tasty. Roasted until it becomes crusty and salted it’s better.
R - I guess she doesn’t have your innate ability.
B - It’s intriguing, but that makes her more human if she cannot. Her brain hasn’t learned yet that aptitude.
That is the cheat power of knowledge many daiûas have come to develop. It sure gives them a competitive advantage against other dünyanın çiçekleri. It would be surprising though for Nightmare to have chosen not to grant her child that fire of knowledge. But as Blume said, it makes her more human.
What she will know, she will have to learn by herself.
R - I wonder if Nightmare asked herself the same question as I did. About the balance to choose between investing in power for the future, and securing the happiness for the present day.
B - Probably yes, but most likely not in these terms and words.
It most likely was in a manner of how much of a human and how much of a god she should be.
Nightmare has received scars, from another god, far away from her on the spectrum of humanity. She knows what all can become.
Looking at Nokarlık now, I get the feeling Nightmare wished for her a peaceful and happy life, instead of a path of high competition amongst the biggest gods of Earth.
R - How many are left?
B - Hm? I can’t say what is asleep or hidden, but I don’t think there is anything like Magenta currently active on Earth.
R - I don’t think Nightmare wanted to compete with that when making Nok.
B - Hm...
Blume also has kept deep scars from that time.
She faced the extreme limit of what daiûa biology or exo-biology and power can be with T.I.
She hasn’t been quite the same since she returned from there. None of us have.
Nokaranlık isn’t meant to live anything like that I think. She so far can’t even process and exteriorise any magic through her, while even I can. In that way, she’s more human than I am. Which is a little worrying and a little reassuring to me.
And for the worries, she has her own power through her body that already defies most possible challenges I can imagine...
R - Nightmare definitely chose for her the path to be happy...
I think she didn’t just grant me my wish. I think she loved you too.
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We chat a lot, with you by our side, during the evenings. You listen to our voices until you fall asleep.
The house has enough rooms for everyone, but we still all sleep next to each other. It’s a little funny for me.
My old house had a huge room for every child...
Now that I think about it, some of us might have gotten along better if we had shared rooms for a while.
It’s so far away now. It feels like a distant dream that I might entirely forget someday...
The past before you arrived feels so hazy now. It’s a weird feeling.
But it tells me what matters most to me now isn’t in that distance.
I pinch a little your sleeping cheek. I hear mumbles.
As slumber slowly wraps itself over me, nothing feels real anymore. But I love this presence of you with me.
I love you Nok...
Sweet dreams.
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I wake up. The shapes from my dreams soon fall in oblivion.
I have these few seconds when I cannot quite remember who I am and where I am.
I see the sunrise over the sea.
And I see you asleep by my side.
I tear up. Shades from forgotten or distant past scatter and vanish.
Your face awakens and smiles. Goodness how it pinches my heart and eyes.
R - Good morning Nokaranlık...
A mischievous smile blossoms on your face whilst I brush my morning dew away.
R - Rise and shine...
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