“So
you're telling me,” Robert says, somewhat incredulously, “That
you're a sparkly cloud?”
“That
is quite so,” Tom replies.
“How
can you be a sparkly cloud?”
“I
am one of the Embodiments, or personifications as we'd probably be
called now. Unfortunately what I personify is quite vague in the
human imagination.”
“I
don't understand.”
“We
are... we're what people imagine abstract ideas look like. Most of
us manage to maintain a regular form, like the Grim Reaper say,
though he's not the best example these days.”
“So
why is that more of a problem for you?”
“Because
what I am changes for everybody, all the time. I don't have a stable
image in the human subconscious.”
“Why,
who are you?”
“I'm
Tomorrow, I'm one of the Futures.”
