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Everyone is dead. Across the entire field, everyone is dead. She hears the death throws of a ship echoing across the battlefield as she skitters along, looking for the needle. She finds the needle in the hand of a dead trooper and retrieves it, walking towards [[Thessalia|the mother]] of [[Order of the Weal|her order]]. Her mother is still alive, and orders her to use the needle. Eff cries, she can't end her mother's life. Before she can use the needle, her mother passes away, and a shadow passes over her. The [[Babel (Newtons Sleep)|crucified man]] looms.

Her mind goes back to when she first joined the order, when she first met her mother. She's asked to be her mother's [[mnemonic]], her little book, to keep her records perfectly. Eff is let in on her thoughts, and sees her descent into obsession into an oncoming war - constantly taking trips elsewhere to hunt the enemy. Eventually her mother takes her down into the order's basement, into its dungeons, to see their only prisoner. A man with a globe for a face, inky blackness covering him, draining all color. The crucified man suggests to their mother that he be sent to infiltrate another culture, rewrite it to better fight against the enemy. The mother dismisses this idea, insisting that their enemy would notice but listens to his other suggestions.

Eventually, after listening to the crucified man's suggestions for long enough, her continued worry about the war convinces Eff's mother to bring him to a barren outpost and bond with him, desperate to know all that he knows. He can't escape without a ship, and if need be, she can be destroyed with a weapon she's brought with her. A needle that erases its target from history completely, erasing him as well.

As the ship dies Eff attacks the crucified man. He defeats her, utterly. He tells her to return, to tell others that he'll destroy the enemy, and they'll forgive him anything. He doesn't need a ship to leave, he throws himself into the sky and vanishes. Eff scoops up the needle and waits, heals, until others arrive, those who come to pick a battlefield clean in their pseudoships. She has to follow, she can't return while the crucified man still lives.