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    dots Submission Name: 12.1.2087 (Ch. 2) dots
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    Author: TheStillSilence
    ASL Info:    20/F/Out in Outer Space
    Elite Ratio:    5.1 - 180/107/54
    Words: 412
    Class/Type: Story/Misc
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       I'm not quite sure How I'm going to divide this up. Right now each chapter is just what new material I've written. Maybe when I have enough, I'll actually organize it into comprehendable chapters that make sense. But for now, just read it as if it were all one!


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    As you mightíve guessed, Carwright is part of the Alliance-the group of Silent Thinkers, as they like to call themselves- who rebel through their thoughts, and minimal actions. This might seem cowardly, but the punishment for any supposed opposition is too devastating to even think about. Even being part of the Alliance puts Carwright in a very dangerous situation,. Yet no fear, or cautiousness, or twitch can be seen on him, as might be expected of someone whose life is in incessant danger. Iíve come to think itís either due to years of practice, or that itís all part of his character. As of late, the second has become seemingly more plausible.

    Carwright is and isnít just like the other thousands of Camera Hands employed by the Carrier and Limitation of Knowns Corporation. Just like the thousands, he often wears no expression on his oval, elongated face, surrounded and partially covered by a think weave of hair. This is enhanced- or even maybe protected- by his dark rimmed glasses, that often refract light, not allowing it to directly pass to his eyes, hence shielding them form view. His mouth is set in stone; a deep fixed line that looked like it was trying to reach the top of the mountain that was his chin. Another identifying feature of him being a Camera Hand is his slow, calculated movements. Though not due to caution, his movements convey the message that he has all the time in the world- or heíd just rather be doing something else; depended who was in the room- and hence thinks his actions out, because he can.

    Yet Carwright isnít like the other thousands. This is because of his compassion. They try to control emotions, replacing all others with those of Duty, Hatred and Pride.

    Hence, an Alliance member-or any rebel- could always be deciphered through their illustration of love and compassion, for others and for the greater good. However, it has only slowly come to us; we werenít born with it. And weíve learned to control it, and harbor it, and use it to keep us sane.

    In many ways, Carwright and I are very similar; maybe thatís what attracted me to him.
    Dec 21, 2087

    The day finally arrived. I think I should perhaps explain more about gemophilia, and moonera- as Iím sure all other records will be wiped clean by Your time.






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      I like this, and how it gives info. I want to meet carwright...He seems like me.
    Oh. I noticed this,
    'surrounded and partially covered by a think weave of hair.'
    Thick weave?
    | Posted on 2008-05-17 00:00:00 | by KeeperOfLight | [ Reply to This ]


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