Winter/Spring

Mimir


Huginn: Our boy has got himself more processing power, I see.

Muninn: It will end in grief. I believe in memory and reflection, not mere 'processing power'.

H: It only cost him an eye. What's a mere input device when his thoughts are multiplied sevenfold?

M: I fear. He has lost all sense of perspective now.

H: But he can think in seventeen dimensions!

M: And none of them of any earthly use.