#rararasputina

[mechsarchives]

Do you think that if I shouted at the top of my lungs the things that the crew doesn’t want shared, someone would hear me?

I’ve got plenty of things, depending on the timeline. Revealing who’s attracted to who. Things like that.

Then again, if the first thing an early Tim heard was me yelling “Jonny’s gay for you”, I think he’d kill me, and then where would I be?

— Lyfralost

Oh! Hello. Another new Lyf then?

Timeline. Interesting. My own Lyf knows things they shouldn't through dreams. Watched my mechanization, Ivy's as well. A few other things from time and universes other than theirs.

I do think that depending on when it is Tim would certainly shoot you if he heard that, yes. I do feel the person most likely to hear your shouts may be Aurora herself.

If you decide to test your theory move after you speak so the bullet misses you, if possible.

[mechsarchives]

Will you break it or go through it or use it as a door or--

Could we use it as a door?

Lyfrassir, if you can hear me try to step through the mirror.

[mechsarchives]

What's on the other side of the mirror?

Lyf.

They-

Do I smash it? Will that free them?

[mechsarchives]

Look at your face in the mirror, I am there inside—

I see them.

Do we break-

I'm going to break it.

What if it hurts them?

What if it saves them?

[mechsarchives]

Nastya looked to the side hearing her name called.

Through a mirror she spotted Lyf, Lyf with scales covering their skin, Lyf reaching out to her, Lyf who had been gone for over a year.

"Lyf."

"Nastya?"

"I'm going to break this mirror, step back."

Ivy appeared behind her.

"Is that a good idea? Would breaking it hurt them?"

"Ivy?"

"Hello, dear. We're here. We're going to bring you home."

[mechsarchives]

She lives with little joy or fear.

Over the water, running near,

The sheepbell tinkles in her ear.

Before her hangs a mirror clear,

Reflecting tower'd Camelot.

And as the mazy web she whirls,

She sees the surly village churls,

And the red cloaks of market girls

Pass onward from Shalott.

Nastya. Look for mirrors.

Mirrors?

Mirrors.

Do you want me to smash-

No. Look for Lyf inside of the mirrors. Do not smash them.

[mechsarchives]

″‘You couldn’t have it if you did want it,’ the Queen said. ‘The rule is, jam to-morrow and jam yesterday – but never jam to-day.’

‘It must come sometimes to ‘jam to-day,″ Alice objected.

‘No, it can’t,’ said the Queen. ‘It’s jam every other day: to-day isn’t any other day, you know.‘”

...

If this is trying to tell me I need to be a door mouse again-

Maybe there's another meaning.

Maybe. Maybe.

[mechsarchives]

ωнєяє αяє уσυ ησω? αяє уσυ єνєη тнєяє?

We're here still.

We'll find them.

Lyf, darling. Lyf, where have you gone?

Follow our voices Lyf.