Is form not just one glimpse of a process?
It was no longer laced with fear, this going, that flowed like a river though her. She felt no obligation to stay too long in any one form. It would all be woven together into something useful. A vessel, a boat perhaps, that might carry others even after she was gone. Spinning is force like no other. It holds even before it becomes visible. Apparent.
From TYiBO 2013 j.a.h.
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