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[elvenking]

[The Elvenking doesn't really like the tiny typey thingy. Font lacks the character of the person communicating in a way both handwriting and speaking do not. But in this case, that's what makes him feel safer. Even though the text is not anonymous, he feels like there are a few layers between him and the emotional implications surrounding this question.]

What is it like to forget?

[There is no chance of him explaining to anyone why this question is so important, but he'd like a frame of reference right now. It's not that elves have eidetic memory, exactly, but forgetting half a song is different from forgetting the place you grew up in. Just to state a random example.]

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[culver]

Forget what?

[elvenking]

Memories.

[culver]

Not sure how to describe it.

[elvenking]

I am in no hurry.

[culver]

It is like you know you are missing something. But you cannot replace it.

[elvenking]

[This is getting scarier.]

Does it fade, or simply vanish?

[culver]

[yeah it's pretty terrifying]

Sometimes both.

[elvenking]

And in its place?

[culver]

Nothing.

[elvenking]

[That's what he would have expected, but it's not his experience. He isn't left with nothing, not for the moment.]

Nothing at all?

[culver]

Sometimes there are small things. Other times blank space.

[elvenking]

Does it ever come back?

[culver]

It might.

[elvenking]

[That's better news than he was hoping for.

What brings it back for you?

[culver]

Trying.

[elvenking]

So easy!

[culver]

Sometimes. Other times that makes it harder.

[elvenking]

What do you do then?

[culver]

Wait.

[elvenking]

And it will come with time?

[culver]

Maybe.

[elvenking]

Can it be said, then, that you do not truly forget?

[culver]

I guess so.

[elvenking]

Thank you for helping me to understand, Nill.

[culver]

You are welcome.
Why did you ask?