Comic Strip - The Giver 2.0
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- Jonas closed his eyes again. He took a deep breath and sought the sled and the hill and the snow in his consciousness. He was again sitting in that whirling world of snowflakes, atop the hill. He saw his legs, and moved them aside for a glimpse of the sled beneath. Dumbfounded, he stared at it. This time the sled had — and continued to have, as he blinked, and stared at it again — that same mysterious quality that the apple had had so briefly. And Fiona's hair. It simply was — whatever the thing was.
- It had happened again: the thing that he thought of now as "seeing beyond." This time it had been Fiona who had undergone that fleeting indescribable change.
- It wasn't Fiona in her entirety. It seemed to be just her hair. And just for that flickering instant. I will ask The Giver.
- Jonas told him about the experience with the apple. Then the moment on the stage, when he had looked out and seen the same phenomenon in the faces of the crowd.
- Then today, just now, outside, it happened with my friend Fiona. She herself didn't change, exactly. But something about her changed for a second. Her hair looked different; but not in its shape, not in its length. I can't quite —. It changed. I don't know how, or why. That's why I was one minute late.
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