[He snorts, but can't really say anything to challenge that remark.]
There is something that I have wondered for years now. I believe I have a better idea of what it may have been, but it seems prudent to have a concrete answer now.
In our time, a situation occurred when the barrier around Luceti fell, and what was beyond Luceti seemed to be a void. At that time, the barcodes on the backs of our necks burned and the feathers began rapidly falling off of our wings.
Merely asking the question of what happened to those in the Organization has caused people to cut off conversations with me. Clearly it is something that causes discomfort.
So, I will ask you: Why would our barcodes burn and our feathers fall out?
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There is something that I have wondered for years now. I believe I have a better idea of what it may have been, but it seems prudent to have a concrete answer now.
In our time, a situation occurred when the barrier around Luceti fell, and what was beyond Luceti seemed to be a void. At that time, the barcodes on the backs of our necks burned and the feathers began rapidly falling off of our wings.
Merely asking the question of what happened to those in the Organization has caused people to cut off conversations with me. Clearly it is something that causes discomfort.
So, I will ask you: Why would our barcodes burn and our feathers fall out?