As I wrote this I tried to try and get into the passage of time idea for a
deity.
 This led me down the primrose path of mixed past and present tenses.
 upon reading it I came to the decision that although awkward it did sort
of
have the timeless -or  self imposed vision of time. I hope.
 It emerged out of a joke with some friends so it isnt all that serious.
But I did promise them I would write it.




                      Emissary.
                         a short lain fic by
                                 Neil Sinclair.


  She looked down/out at the world and watched it all go by.
 People laughed, played, danced and people cried... and died.
 It was probably "natural" but somehow she wished that things were somehow
"easier"
 on those who lived their lives and dreamed their dreams.
 She considered and dreamed.

  Time passed.
 Or perhaps it didn't.

  She was always in a different series of the "now".
 She found herself occupied with other things both lesser and greater,
sometimes raising
 the fallen sparrow up to fly again another day and on others let it
become the food for
 hungry cats.

  When she thought of it , she literally had all the time in the world.
 So much time so much to do.
  The world was a big place and the universe was just a larger echo.
 She hadn't expected her life to be like this... or maybe she had but just
hadn't
 acknowledged it.
 There are dim days where she searches through the corridors of an endless
library and
 considers the words in dusty tomes. Equally, there are the other days
where she rests in
 the gardens watching the sun shadowed patterns of the leaves of  the
ginko trees as she
 listens to the wind asking her riddles.
 It's not that she's alone all the time, far from it. She always seems to
be with people,
 going to see them or at least remembering them.

 Sometimes she felt like she was a pawn in a game she didn't quite
understand and then she
 realizes that she is a pawn...one that has been across the board several
times...
 pawn, queen and back again.
 Thinking about chess made her think of Alice.
 That made her smile.

 ***

  The problem with the world was even if you could be everywhere at once
you still missed
 things.
 Knowledge was always in a strange flux...While new facts were learned
others, sometimes
 as important or possibly more so were lost.
 Grains of sand on a beach.
 - but all grains of sand were important.
 People simply forgot.
 It was natural she supposed but even that didn't make it easier.
 She watched silently as two children who had been beaten when they were
younger beat a
 smaller child.
 It was just forgetfulness. and bad judgment.
 People needed to be reminded.
 Someone needed to remind them of the small things they forgot.
 - of love.

 She got an idea..

 It would take a little work, whisperings in the right ears at the right
time.
 All she needed was to give her idea away to those who would take it like
a seed, plant it,
 nurture it and then let it come to bloom.
 There would be hurt, she realized, and sadness as well for a few but in
the end it would
 all work out.. It would be better then,
 it almost always was.

 ***

  The program was run.
 The researcher and his wife had done it.
 Well, they hoped they had done it.
 The figure on the complex contoured couch/opened her eyes for the first
time.

***

  Lain frowned.
 Conditions weren't optimal.
 Her emissary wasn't exactly correct either.
 Things weren't quite right.
 - So she changed them.

 ***

 She opened her eyes.
It was the first time.
It was the second time.
The voice of God was in her head.
"Chi" she said.

 ***
 Lain smiled.





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                             _____________
            Seraphim, the Restless Angel with a (borrowed) sword.
                               ________

         Nene, Ami,
       Girls with glasses. girls with computers. Pink hair. blue hair
                       _______________________
                 Robyn, Duke of Amber. Agent of Chaos.
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