Re: Part 73b - In the green
"It's fine, Jonnee Kay," Luke muttered, waving it off. He sighs. "One of my buttons, so to speak." The story Kay gave caught his curiousity, and he held his silence, letting the man speak. Finally it ran down, and Luke sucked in a heavy breath. "Hard thing to consider."
He waved his arm around himself. "Have you seen this universe from outside, with Berd? The Myriad Worlds? They're so close they interpenetrate. They mix. They touch each other. And they're all held in play by the poles between them, the Pattern and the Logrus, and the Underflow courses through them, beneath them. It's not really a surprise that there's some mirroring happening."
His smile grew bleak. "Some people say that means what happens in these other worlds isn't real. I think that's a rationalization from those with the power to fiddle with reality, allowing them to keep their consciences clean. Each of these echoes is real - it's just inspired by something from a nearby 'world'. At least, that's how I see it. And the more you do, the bigger you are, the more noise you make...the more the echoes, the ripples spread, to mix the metaphor. Go with a stone in a pond, or a boulder in a river. It creates those ripples, and they move out - the bigger the stone, the bigger the ripples, the further they go. They change, they attenuate, they hit other stones or ripples and warp and become different, but..."
The dark man grinned. "I guess it sometimes comes in handy; certainly for you and the Lekmui. Aaron was still recognizable, eh? Was he missing any bits? So you've seen yourself...ever see anyone else?" He shrugged. "I'm not fishing. I might not even spread echoes, myself, due to certain factors of my existence. And be careful if you bump into something that looks like the old bastard, Berd. It might not be an echo. It might be part of him, and one really doesn't want to mess around with that."