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    -Sometimes, I feel sympathy for Prime. I mean, as much as one's circuits can replicate it. Seeing us – seeing himself – frozen in different ages, never able to grow nor learn ... Quite ironic for a scholar, isn't it ? I wonder if he felt shame, embarrassment, or something else entirely when he observed us bickering from his desk. Of course, I could infer that my own feelings towards my « selves » are the closest to what Prime must have felt, but alas, many things can change in twenty years. For a human, that is. For us... Twenty years, two hundred years, the only tangible change is the date we put on our reports, humbly asking for your financial support. »

    Zandik was dead. There was no bringing him back, and four hundred years later, Feofan Sergeyevich Veskel still cannot come to terms with it.

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    А песни довольно одной
    Чтоб только о доме в ней пелось
    (Надежда - Анна Герман )
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    A two part fanfiction, featuring segments 65 and 45, and Feofan's mental state after being left unable to grieve for centuries.

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