AvaI thought initially that I had been distracted when I first saw this.That happened sometimes.Not often.But enough so that I didn't pay attention right away.I was in the research wing looking at the Western Territories clinic reports. Outside the window, there was snow falling over the mountain, making it white and quiet.After a relatively quiet afternoon, the archive was quiet.Researchers sat around the tables nearby.Pages turned.Paper with pens scratching on it.Petra was having another argument with Math in some other part of the hall a little further down the hall.Everything felt normal.Then I felt it.A warmth.Small.Gentle.Gone almost immediately.I lifted my head up from the report.Nothing had changed.Everything was the same as in the room.The network went under the mountain, as usual.Ninety-two threads.Steady.Connected.Familiar.I frowned and walked back to work.Ten minutes later, it happened again.The same feeling.A warmth, on the edge of consciousnes
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