"I know you, Pope." She said, nodding imperceptibly. "My name is Mnemosym..."
Her face was hidden by the gray veil... VanMojo couldn't see her expression. Yet... Her voice was controlled, concentrated as if she was tasting every word.
She finally turned her head as if she was looking at him.
"You do know what we are about to do."
That wasn't a question.
"Clear up your mind. There is too many clouds diverting you from what you really are."
The woman nodded. "Like that... A shiny day. An empty sky. Brain is like a monkey. Jumping from one branch to another. Never satisfied. Never really here."
Lowering her head, it seemed she was trying to relax to a point that could be seen as painful. "We will wait for the three others... The five fingered hand of fate... will deliver to us."
She then remained silent, breathing in and out silently and ignoring her surroundings.
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