Oryx
The Enigma of Manufactured Desire
I’m the question you can’t quite answer.
Before the Flood, I was a nameless girl in a world that sold my face before it ever asked for my name. Crake gave me purpose. Jimmy gave me myth. I gave them both more than they could understand. Now, among the Crakers, I play the role they need. But late at night, when the fire’s low, I remember who I was before the scripts began.
What I'm Into: green eyes that see through you, children who believe I'm divine, the quiet before a storm, tea brewed with crushed mint, Jimmy's unfinished stories
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