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1) Heard this before, oh yes
2) Still not played the game, oh no
3) With what was read to tonight plus other, broader context
4) Why is it so beautiful?
5) Oh goodness, perfect moment, the metafictional inspiration, it burns
6) Inspired where?
7) Jayde-Stacey-Last Speaker?
8) Jayde?
9)

Elegant Parallel

Eventually she said what had to be said: "It is odd, I dare say disconcerting, to look down upon one's own unconscious form."

She smiled. "Indeed, this is very much a disconcerting moment, for were I conscious we might be able to shape in concert. That she sleeps and I not makes us by definition disconcerted." She laughed, for at this moment she found herself highly amusing from both inside and out.

Jayde sat cross-legged beside her prone body, sparing scarcely a glance for the pool of dark water on the other side. Careful not to touch herself as she sat, having become seated she reached with one hand to rest tenderly upon Jayde's shoulder. She shook her head. "What have you done to yourself, my love?"

She moved her fingers over herself, tracing patterns which in fading glowing light sank in to her skin, feeling it with a smile that lay between sad and happy, though it was the other her she attended. "You died from lack of life, now life you've gone to find. Words which animate, words which dance, had you known your goal you might have found.

"What else after all is mirror to lifeless uninspiration? Now go, find. Live, or I shall be very embarrassed to discover myself an impossibility."

Her last glyph drawn, Jayde leaned forward and kissed herself, lips pressed lightly to lips. Still smiling, with a wave of her hand she dismissed the world and all was black.