Rosalind’s time spent as an omnipresent being hadn’t to do
with taking a series of frivolous ventures in the cosmos she had now
been familiar, but instead focused entirely upon the dynamics that
meant further understanding. While these motives had been entirely
selfish, it hadn’t been as though the undertaking inconvenienced anyone
but her own self... But in this life, one which is seemingly void of purpose
or any palpable change (had she chose so), satisfaction and consolation
been in speculation and in turn, discovery. Though this would benefit no
one but herself and her counter part, potentially. As of late, their uncanny
perception had been rather b l u r r e d.
And so, she finds solace elsewhere… Particularly in a universe that
is so unlike her prior– the array of life forms having developed and
mutated into anatomical question marks… Almost resembling various
sorts of insects. May certainly not have been favorable, worth the
encounter.