Memory is a fickle thing, Cawl knew. It was whispered among others of the priesthood that he had forgotten more than any other could ever hope to learn, especially in the realms of cloning and genetics. Some memories were removed by choice and necessity, some by force, and some simply slipped through his fingers.
But some memories were too important to risk, to trust to the delicate action of neurons, or even the sanctity of circuits. Some memories must be writ in flesh and bone, metal and wire. Matter and memory, made whole and kept safe, never to be lost.
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My part for a 40k-themed art exchange. Belisarius Cawl and the friend he can't let go. I am ludicrously happy with how this one came out.
But some memories were too important to risk, to trust to the delicate action of neurons, or even the sanctity of circuits. Some memories must be writ in flesh and bone, metal and wire. Matter and memory, made whole and kept safe, never to be lost.
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My part for a 40k-themed art exchange. Belisarius Cawl and the friend he can't let go. I am ludicrously happy with how this one came out.
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