The Lab Oracle
Flicker
Lab lights hum. Ava's reflection in the aquarium glass, twinned with Aristotle's knowing gaze.
Pulse
Five hundred million neurons. A symphony of thought in eight fluid arms.
Echo
Child Ava's vow: "I will understand you."
Crackle
Deadline's breath on her neck. Funding committee's cold logic.
Shimmer
James enters. Warmth amidst sterile steel.
Flow
Aristotle's skin, a canvas of code. "RNA rewritten. Adaptation in motion."
Whisper
"We're on the verge... a different kind of 'knowing'."
Tap
Aristotle's tentacle on glass. A shared pulse.
Ache
"What if we're destroying philosophers?"
Silence
Then, James' voice, a lifeline. "Biomimicry... AI... their brilliance..."
Spark
Hope flickers. But at what cost?
Clash
Exploitation or collaboration? Reverence or dissection?
Ripple
Aristotle's gaze holds oceans, ancient temples, forgotten wisdom.
Choice
Ava types. Not just data, but a plea. A bridge between worlds.
Dawn
Exhaustion, but also triumph. Aristotle, the oracle, has spoken.
Transformation
The world, ready or not, will listen.
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