Pure blood food. Sonmi-451 looked over the different colors and textures, noting the varying smells and being very very curious of what it all tasted like...
She looked around, though. Hae-Joo wasn't here in this... place... She wasn't really sure what had happened, actually. Most importantly, she didn't feel safe anymore. The people didn't seem to know (or care about) what she was, yet the fear of persecution couldn't bring her to try the food...
Option 2
Sonmi sat on the edge of the river back, watching the final rays of the sun set along the water. This was a rare view and it was real. She could smell the water, feel the sand.
She watched the view in silence, feeling as if she may never leave the area.
Sonmi-451 | Cloud Atlas | Option 1 or 2
Pure blood food. Sonmi-451 looked over the different colors and textures, noting the varying smells and being very very curious of what it all tasted like...
She looked around, though. Hae-Joo wasn't here in this... place... She wasn't really sure what had happened, actually. Most importantly, she didn't feel safe anymore. The people didn't seem to know (or care about) what she was, yet the fear of persecution couldn't bring her to try the food...
Option 2
Sonmi sat on the edge of the river back, watching the final rays of the sun set along the water. This was a rare view and it was real. She could smell the water, feel the sand.
She watched the view in silence, feeling as if she may never leave the area.