She was a mythical digital creature to be tracked and hunted. Analog traps for an electric beast. We could see ourselves in this system, and her downlink made the our avatars shimmer with watery glints of data. The blood would be a never ending flow of future secrets. She trusted us, but we would burn her network. There was no hesitation in our sin because we believed as Coriolanus; that "Action is Eloquence".
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