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Well isn't that interesting :)
Of course the picture is a clue, but even without that I thought of Mary Shelley's creature. Intimations of life, coming from the dead. Warm to my cold. Not a baby. An entity with memories, of another existence.
You are brave. But why not? If not here, then where. If not now, then when?
I may be wrong, but I was intrigued and my attention did not stray for an instant.
Bravo for breaking ground.
RE: Becoming