#IAMTSW Vidhi "CutAndStitch" Patel


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Lore: Gaia’s Chosen

TRANSMIT-initiate the gaian signal -RECEIVE-initiate the everyday frequency-ORDINARY TO EXTRAORDINARY-luke skywalker, hero’s journey-JUST A SMALL TOWN KID

Now we travel to London. See the neighborhoods, the houses and apartments row on row. the millions squeezed into a stone hive.

Now we zoom further, see the family, mother, father, two daughters. See the oldest daughter, watch her play. So much like all little sweetlings.

Vidhi Patel. The most common of last names. Family from India. She wishes to be a doctor, an engineer, an actor. She goes to school, practices her math and spelling. Such a typical sweetling.

A decade later. Our Patel rips a shirt, she must fix it. We watch as she struggles. She cuts one fabric, discards it, cuts another, discards it. Perfectionist. Attention to Detail. Never good enough. Her sister calls her cut and stitch, she works so long. The shirt is finished, perfection is not.

We zoom to the university. Our sweetling is studying medicine. Cut and stitch, cut and stitch, she practices over and over. Must get it exactly right. Sweetling medicine is so bloody isn’t it? She must get everything right.

Her clothes are always perfectly chosen, perfectly cleaned and folded. Her apartment perfectly arranged. Nothing out of place, nothing anything less than perfect. She learns the parts of the body, She must get good at cutting and stitching.

Warning! Warning! Sound the alarm! Battlestations! Battlestations! The liquid dream becomes a torrent! The battle of Tokyo has begun! Cytokines release! Call the Macrophages!

Her apartment is trashed, medical textbooks singed. She is scared of the fire, yes. But sweetlings have strange thoughts. She wonders how she will clean her apartment, what others will say. She struggles to master the fire, control its release. Perhaps then she can clean.

Soon, an agent arrives, gives a speech, gives a note, offers her purpose. Beware Strangers! She ponders, but she has heard the stories too. Gangs, spies, police. She will meet in a public place, see where her powers take her.

She is offered a purpose in life, inducted into the great red lion. she is sent to Lethe, told she is not special, part of an army. She feels it in her bones, the perfectionist shall be the best soldier she can.

She masters the sword, masters the power of blood. Cut and stitch. Cut and stitch. She travels to the world tree, across the pond, into a scene from a movie. A missing persons report is filed, missing medical student, promising career. Her parents weep, her sister cries silently, her friends wonder. A search is made, but no body is found.

A creature from the outer dark swings downward. Cut! Cut! Cut! Why won’t you die! The sword pierces its flesh, causes it pain. Later, a robot, lost in a research facility. Punches forward. Stitch! Stitch! Stitch! She uses the blood magic, sets a barrier around her partner. the robot falls. But there are more battles to come, sweetling, for her and you and those like you.


Source: The Secret World #IAMTSW Vidhi “CutAndStitch” Patel