Fountain of Lamneth, Part 5: The Fountain
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The troubled waters may be symbolic of the unconscuous as well. He discovers wine as a temporary distraction or panacea. Bacchus was the Roman equivalent of the Greek god of wine and fertility. I need a guiding hand…. The whiteness of confusion Is unfolding from my mind I stare around in wonder Have I left my life behind?
I catch the scent of ambergris And turn my head, surprised My gaze is caught and held and I Am helpless.
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Panacea, liquid grace Oh let me touch your fragile face Enchantment falls around me And I know I cannot leave. Naked in our unity A smile for every tear Gentle hands that promise me Comfort through the years. Another endless day Silhouettes of grey Another glass of wine Drink with eyes that shine To days without that chill at morning Nights time out of mind. Another foggy dawn The mountain almost gone Another doubtful fear The road is not so clear My soul grows ever weary And the end is ever near.
The mist is rising And the sun is peaking through See the steps grow lighter As I reach their final few Hear the dancing waters I must be drawing near Feel, my heart is pounding With embattled hope and fear.
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Agent Kanako Yamada grumbles and slumps in her stool at the bar, her arms propping her head up and stopping it from smacking into the glass of whiskey on the table. She adjusts her vest irritably and shoots a glare at the nearby cyborg who's giving her a strange look, before turning back to the bartender. The skeletal android tilts its metallic head in her direction, its gunmetal eyelids fluttering in silent acknowledgement.
Around it, patrons in various states of robotic augment and devotion to WAN converse and exchange various drinks that are inevitably far too toxic for the ordinary human being.
My eyes have just been opened and they're opened very wide. There's a loud screeching and the sound of several people getting off their arses to look at what the hell's going on. The three-dimensional structure gives way easily under her five-dimensional touch and she absently toys with the cheap chipboard's molecular structure, withdrawing just as part of the paint liquifies and spits. Images around me don't identify inside. Didacts and Narpets 3. He discovers wine as a temporary distraction or panacea. The mist is rising And the sun is peaking through See the steps grow lighter As I reach their final few Hear the dancing waters I must be drawing near Feel, my heart is pounding With embattled hope and fear.
Its back whirs and emits a soft hiss, before it uncorks a glowing cyan bottle and pours a nearby patron a glassful of over-saturated sky. Nothing good ever happens at a bloody dive bar. Hersh shrugs and makes a clicking noise as it does so, before taking her glass and providing her with an obliging refill. Kanako absently checks her watch, Pushing her hand through the table as she does so. The three-dimensional structure gives way easily under her five-dimensional touch and she absently toys with the cheap chipboard's molecular structure, withdrawing just as part of the paint liquifies and spits.
The robot whistles and proffers the glass of scotch at her, this time with more force.
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Kanako won the right to free lifetime refills after abusing various black-market liver implants to effectively beat Hersh in a drinking game — she won not by causing it to pass out, but rather by mutual agreement that the entire game had gone on for too damn long. There's a loud screeching and the sound of several people getting off their arses to look at what the hell's going on.
Kanako joins said flock of rear ends and hisses as she realises what's going on.
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As the man continues to spit and screech, his brain is currently trying to deal with about seventeen different conflicting signals caused by at least three memetic agents. In an admirable attempt to compensate, it's now trying to satisfy all those conditions at once by lighting up almost his entire brain — in milder terms, a tonic-clonic seizure.
Kanako starts elbowing people out of the way to get to the man, and only remembers that she has a license that qualifies her to treat the man while she's halfway through the throng of onlookers. Finally fishing it out of her pocket, she quickly flashes it at the various spectators, driving them off with the power of legal authority and Stephenson scrambler-gifs, optimised for the various distros of bastardised Unix Maxwellists run.
After she's managed to navigate through the horde, she quickly moves over to the man in question and flicks on her hyperlight senses — seeing not in low-grade photons but rather in pure information, data visualised in its most pure form.
Dropping to one knee and checking his pulse, various heads-up-display elements start sputtering into awkward life and she makes a quick mental note to get them serviced later. Conclusively proving that he is, in fact, still alive, she now has to do the actual job of keeping him that way. She amps up her perceptual cortex's processing power and watches time slow to the crawl of a paraplegic turtle.
Hyperlight can't really tell her anything at this distance, as all she's getting is just a vague blob of light — too vague to actually make out any helpful details.
She turns down the sensitivity by three — no, four degrees of magnitude and the squirming and writhing of whatever the hell it is that's punched through this man's brain becomes gradually more apparent. It's emitting screeches of bleeding magenta and thrashing around madly in the man's brain. Gentle hands that promise me, [Riff 6] x1 comfort through the years. Yet I know I must be gone before the light of dawn. I can't resist your gentle lure.
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Another glass of wine. Drink with eyes that shine.
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G D To days without that chill at morning. Long nights, time out of mind. The mountain almost gone. The road is not so clear.
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My soul grows ever weary, and the end is ever near. Look, the mist is rising and the sun is peeking through. See the steps grow lighter as I reach their final few. Hear the dancing waters, I must be drawing near. Feel my heart is pounding with embattled hope and fear. Now at last I fall before the Fountain of Lamneth. I thought I would be singing, but I'm tired, out of breath.
D C Many journeys end here, but the secret's told the same. D C Fmaj7 G6 Life is just a candle, and a dream The key, the end, the answer, stripped of their disguise. Still it's all confusion and tears spring to my eyes. Though I've reached a signpost, it's really not the end.