homecome to World and Space. again. sometimes.
As one Returned standing atop hills, a ways from the coast, he spoke to her, another gotten back, “Yup, we're back where it's begun. The fall of the modern Co-operate to the Warmongers.
It was not a neat and pretty coast, most clayey beaches strewn with rocks and boulders. “And what cannot be so ostensive, the Hidden future rising,” she affirmed.
“Ah, these are the times when we are seen as gone, feeble, and irrelevant. When we remain, meeting the transition to eras renewed.”
“Typical secret history we're aware of,” she snorted softly, a little amused, “as once again, only micro-history how busy a hub it also is for us, doing the unnoticed and anonymous, that grand official history will deliberately be cosily indifferent to.”
He chuckled. “Ocean currents busy, sea placid on the surface. And our work still cut out. Here they come.”
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