Commission: Conscious Components - Chapter 6 by Nate-Walis, literature
Literature
Commission: Conscious Components - Chapter 6
Jeremiah closed the heavy door to the upstairs room and stood for a moment on the landing, feeling that he was in need of taking a moment to breathe, despite the pressing weight of the wooden crate of books he was carrying. He rested the crate on the bannister, and pulled out a less than pristine handkerchief to mop the sweat from his brow, wondering just how many more trips up and down the stairs it would take him to move the last of his things from the room which had, until very recently, been his workshop and into the new space downstairs. Feeling the futility of pausing to ponder such things, rather than simply making the effort to get th
Christopher had always felt awkward in his own skin, not because he was in any way unhappy with what he saw when he looked in the mirror, but more on account of the fact that it had never really married up with the person looking out from the inside. His shaggy blonde hair, tan and naturally athletic build were almost always tossed together with his habit of wearing jeans, a T-shirt and a baseball cap to stereotype him as a pretty shallow type of man, more into watching sports and downing beer than anything else. His accent was not usually a problem, but since he had arrived in Europe, it seemed to have become just one more thing that added t
Commission: Conscious Components - Chapter 2 by Nate-Walis, literature
Literature
Commission: Conscious Components - Chapter 2
Marie came to understand very quickly that a creature aware of its own existence was basically defined by the sum of its memories, the remembered constituting the extent of the world in which it could think of itself as a rational being, and in contrast, the unknown a place where it was again reduced to the state of a frightened and panicked animal with no sense whatsoever of self. For her this was defined by the room in which she found herself, the limits of her own physical body and the routines that she was subjected to on account of her natural rhythms and those imposed upon her by the regular visits of the giant.
As these things becam