I could not think of any words to say to Sister Sheng, she blocked my brain cells.
Words are to be kept when needed and I learned that wanting to speak could eventually lead to harm, and each of the other memory that I experience had been hidden just to make myself control other discoveries that I encounter.
I fear nothing like Owen's daughter; I am very interested in taking control. Because everything is made of the same aspects of a trail, following it would make people reach the same destination.
It must always be like that, a river with one way as an example.
