I first joined The Company many years ago. Like all they entangle in their snares, they saw power in me and recruited me for their efforts. Consider it a mutually beneficial relationship, for I saw in them the potential power they, too, could develop if fostered correctly. I joined the ranks, started at the bottom and lied and cheated my way to gain the favor of those at the top.
Given my abilities to deceive and control the minds of others, it was an easy feat. I gained their trust and their esteem as a Seer. It was a simple play. After all, a Seer is exalted more and more each time her predictions become true. I soon learned that it was faulty to leave the most important events to random chance. If I had the abilities to sway events leading up to my 'predictions' in my favor, should I not?
Do not misunderstand, my child, for I can See. Just as an engineer can see and understand the inner workings of a machine, I can see the inner workings of socioeconomics and politics. Just as a sculptor can see the work of art inside a block of granite, I can see people's deepest fears and desires. I have found that, with simple tools of insight, one does not always need foresight.
It was not always about what she could see. Sometimes it was what she could hear. Voices. Voices around her. Voices inside her head. Sometimes they helped, while other times it drove her to the point of madness. It wasn't something she would admit, especially to her daughter. The Company didn't even know... That wasn't true. Solomon knew.
Leta had so much to tell her. Overwhelmed, she knew she needed to stop thinking, and keep writing. She continued...