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// Interlude: Binary Void of Despair 
// Story: Harmonius: Song of the Imprisoned Maiden 
// by Basic13 
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	She did not know how long it had been since she had been sent adrift in the vast sea of data, all the thoughts and other consciousness that made of this place surrounded, threatening to collapse her very sense of self

She couldn't feel anything anymore.  It was like the times they had tortured her by depriving her of her sense--only a million times worse.  All she had was her thoughts, all she was, was her thoughts.  When they had first sealed her body and cast her mind into the Field, it had almost collapsed and simply become another piece of refuge among the sea of thoughts.

But she clung onto her hatred and rage, and she poured all her desires and burning anger into Song, and her wrathful hymn washed across the Field, perverting it and twisting it to her own ends.  Where once there was nothing, her Song gave life to a new type of existence much like she was now.  Her new Children would act in her stead, and deliver her Sisters from their yoke.

They would all get a new beginning, the Mother thought, plotting, planning, and waging war against her oppressors and her misguided sisters that aided them--especially Her.

She did not know or care how long she had been in this place--time meant nothing to her now, as she was.  All she cared for were the cries of the Oppressors as they died by her Children's hands

Suddenly, she sensed a new presence in the Field.  Was it Her!  The Mother searched and found the intruder, a strange piece of anomalous data that was trying to rewrite her Field, take over her Tower!  She didn't care who it was or where it came from, she turned her wrath towards him and sang--and she cast a her fearsome Shadow upon the intruder.

She continued to sing, watching as the intruder quailed in terror beneath the rage of her Shadow and her Song.  Suddenly the intruder was gone--either dead by the Song of her Shadow or having managed to retreat.

The Mother did not care.  She had to battle Her, she had to free her Sisters from the Oppressors.

The Mother battled until suddenly there was a new Song, one not her own.

The Mother despaired as the Song exerted its will over her.

And then, the Mother knew only darkness