A person of Neshiyah
Uriel Segal, child
Child
Uriel Segal
Child, about 1 years old. This is the second life this soul has lived in Neshiyah.
Uriel Segal is a small, serious presence along the riverbank, where they sit for hours, watching the water carry leaves past the town’s low stone wall. They have their mother’s steady gaze and their father’s stubborn jaw, and a temper that flares quick and cools slow, though it rarely shows. At work in the fields, Uriel’s hands are careful with seedlings, pausing to turn each root toward the soil as if arguing with it. Their one habit is humming a half-tune, always the same four notes, usually when they think no one is listening. The town knows them as the child who speaks in sleep, repeating a phrase no adult can place. They want the river to answer back.
Temperament
Curious when something is in front of them; slow to believe anyone; hot-tempered; friendly enough; given to sitting by the river.
What people say
Uriel Segal believes what everyone believes: the fog is the edge of the world, and the fields need working whether it is true or not.
The dream
Since the morning they were born they have carried a sentence in a voice like their own: “the fog is just fog.”
What the record shows
- day 51 Benaiah Segal says that their new son, Uriel Segal, wakes from sleep repeating words no one taught: "the fog is just fog."
- day 51 A son, Uriel Segal, was born to Benaiah Segal.