not me

She suspected a knowledge just outside her reach.

This will make you stronger.

Earlier, during the light, she noticed the contrasts in her view. She saw different shapes and hues. With no word for what she would later call a tree, she failed to recognize them as all the same thing. In her mind, a tall, green tree and a wide brown tree looked too different to carry the same name. And it would be much longer still before she learned to call one Fir and the other Oak.

Me. Not me. Other.

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