There was a time when the time was when. There is a place where there was a place and there is also a place where there is no place there, nor is any no there, there, because as the words said it said, so, so there.
He repeated the question. Who are you?
She answered with silence, at first, and then spoke out loud: I can feel the spirit of the lord moving here, and so my brothers and my sisters I know that we are on the edge of truth. Let us pray we understand who each other are. She held out her hand to the local leader, asking him to step up beside her and lead the people in prayer.
He smiled and stepped back. First, sister, we must ask you if you are knowing the woman who came here five years ago pretending to be a prophet and was in fact a mechanical robot with silk skin and moving eyes.
She stopped again, and held her silence for a long moment, frowning.
I know who you are talking about, father; help me find her, please.
She is the embodiment of all that is wrong with the machine people. False religion and electric power.
But now you are talking like one of them!
I was their prisoner for ten years, reverend father.
The muttering noise of the crowd of hunters around them was changing tone, now. She could feel them understanding that she was not one of those things, those abominations that walked like men.
All right then. The local man stood up beside her on the large, flat rock.
People. You have heard what we have said here, meeting this stranger. Do you agree with me that she is not the evil one, or one of his servants?
They answered yes and yes and yes and yes.
Let us pray, therefore, that this woman can pass freely through our land and find the evil one who lied to us and seduced us.
Amen the people said.