User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-7562999-20160914131354

Goldenheart bursts back into the lab. Embers flicker off her tail, leaving behind a trail of ash. Goldenheart goes straight to her half-finished wings and she takes the down off the wall. She opens up her ethereal storage bin, letting Platinum out, and pulling out some material. The little kitten rolls around on the console whilst Goldenheart works feverishly on the wings...

A voice echoes in her mind...A familiar one...a memory..."It will all be perfect. I will create the perfect AI..."

The voice fades and the returns. Now, it is full of pain...It sounds like its speaker is on the edge of death...It only says: "I'm sorry..."

Goldenheart shakes the thought away. Thoughts of being trapped in a metal cage flash through her mind. The pain, the forced compliance...She is reliving it again. The terror of that day. She tries to push away the thoughts, but she can't...They infect her mind...Goldenheart drops her wrench and leans back against the console. Platinum leaps up, and perches herself on GH's shoulder. Goldenheart doesn't notice...She is lost in memory...The pain as fresh as it was the day agter it happened.

Hawkwing begins to trek slightly to the south. "Well, if I meet any changelings, I think we can take them. Don't you think so, Theseus?"

Theseus barks in agreement and Hawkwing smiles.