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In the Beginning
0 reviewsIn the beginning, there was a voice that chanted biology theorems in an attempt to keep it's sanity at the expense of the child it spoke to.
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In the beginning, there was a Voice. It didn't seem to pay any attention to him, but it babbled to itself in the back of his mind, reciting
My son - the only flaw with cloning and asexual reproduction is that any flaws in the parent are reproduced perfectly in the child - my son - father - Vesca - Howell - Damn you father - I WILL remember -
things that made no sense in a hoarse whisper.
Eventually, when he was older, the voice shushed itself, only emerging to whisper advice and comfort, to snarl
Damn you father
vague threats and fury at Grandfather when he started to speak ill of
my son
the child's brother, or to laugh at Grandfather with furious hysteria.
Ask him about his son,
the Voice suggested once, when D wondered why it hated him so much.
Ask him and see what he admits to.
He never gets the opportunity to ask. If he looked at Grandfather when the voice was whispering, Grandfather reacted much as he did when the child asked about the
biology theorems
incomprehensible babble he woke up to sometimes.
Grandfather turned pale, lips thinning, and slapped the child.
For once, Grandfather and the Voice were in perfect agreement.
I won't let what happened to my son happen to you.
My son - the only flaw with cloning and asexual reproduction is that any flaws in the parent are reproduced perfectly in the child - my son - father - Vesca - Howell - Damn you father - I WILL remember -
things that made no sense in a hoarse whisper.
Eventually, when he was older, the voice shushed itself, only emerging to whisper advice and comfort, to snarl
Damn you father
vague threats and fury at Grandfather when he started to speak ill of
my son
the child's brother, or to laugh at Grandfather with furious hysteria.
Ask him about his son,
the Voice suggested once, when D wondered why it hated him so much.
Ask him and see what he admits to.
He never gets the opportunity to ask. If he looked at Grandfather when the voice was whispering, Grandfather reacted much as he did when the child asked about the
biology theorems
incomprehensible babble he woke up to sometimes.
Grandfather turned pale, lips thinning, and slapped the child.
For once, Grandfather and the Voice were in perfect agreement.
I won't let what happened to my son happen to you.
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