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conversations.value: Give me a plot for a story about Archangel, Delilah, Alleluia entitled Jovah's Angel.
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conversations.value: Jovah's Angel: Some 150 years have passed since the events of Archangel and weather patterns have become increasingly unstable.\nThe current Archangel, Delilah, is injured while flying in a storm and her angelico killed.\nJovah decrees that she can no longer be Archangel as she is unable to fly, and names Alleluia Archangel in her place.\nWhile many protest her elevation, others believe she has been chosen because Jovah never fails to hear her voice.\nAlleluia does not feel up to the task of managing the other political powers of Sammorah, but somewhat manages with the aid of the angel Samuel.\nAs pressure continues to mount on her, the old music machines located in Eyrie begin to fail until only one is left.\nSeeking any diversion, Alleluia goes off in search of the inventor/engineer Caleb, whom an Edori in Velora believes may be able to fix it.\nShe finds him in Luminaux where she discovers the former Archangel performing in a club under the name "Lilah".\nDelilah wants nothing to do with Alleluia, but Caleb agrees to visit Velora as soon as possible.\nCaleb is revealed to be friends with Delilah and another inventor/engineer Noah.\nThe two inventor/engineers theorize that Delilah is seeking thrills to entertain her, so when they mention that they will be travelling to Bereven as part of their work, she decides to accompany them.\nThey travel via Noah\'s "Beast," a primitive steam powered car.\nWhen Delilah learns of the reason they have travelled there to aid the design of self-propelled ships, she wishes to join the Edori expedition to Ysral.\nNoah, who is falling in love with her, declares that she cannot go and that he will go in her stead.\nAlleluia as Archangel, must also find her angelico.\nJovah only refers to him as "The son of Jeremiah" and much of her time is devoted to searching for him, and consulting the oracles.\nThe oracle of Mount Sinai has recently died leaving no third oracle, and in her attempts to better understand Jovah, Alleluia takes several storys and begins learning the old language used at the interfaces.\nShe learns through the interface that Jovah is in need of help, and that is also the son of Jeremiah who could help Jovah.\nAs these events take place, the weather is beginning to threaten their very way of life, and Alleluia finds references in the old texts and Edori songs that the weather is returning to how it originally was when the first colonists arrive.\nIn a particularly harsh storm, Alleluia is also cast to the ground and uses that event to great effect to appease the other political powers.\nShe manages to convince them that it is not the Angels causing the storms in purpose, but that they may all be in genuine danger.\nAlleluia begins the theorize that similar to the music machines some sort of device that aids Jovah to hear the angels may begin failing and once again locates Caleb.\nThey meet up at Hagar\'s Tooth to look for such a device, and amid their budding romance find it and determine that it is working correctly.\nAlleluia departs as rapidly as she can citing that she can not fall in love because she must marry her angelico as decreed by Jovah.\nCaleb chases after her and after a circuitous route meets her at Mount Sinai where she hopes to commune directly with Jovah.\nAlleluia logs in and teleports up to Jehovah, the spaceship above the planet, just in time for Caleb to see her vanish.\nHe reasons out what she must have done and follows her.\nOn the spaceship she goes through a crisis when it is revealed that Jovah is the AI controlling the ship.\nSome relief is provided by Caleb being revealed as the son of Jeremiah.\nCaleb also manages to repair the Jehovah so that all angels\' voices will be heard again.\nAs they leave the Jehovah, Caleb takes several batteries with him.\nHe returns to Luminaux just before Delilah is to depart for the journey to Ysral, and convinces her to try one last time to repair her wing.\nThe battery is inserted and somehow jumpstarts damaged nerves so that while there is no feeling, Delilah can now control her wing.\nShe decides not to go and Noah remains as well.\nA short time later Delilah triumphantly returns to Eyrie to resume her role as Archangel with Noah as her Angelico.\nAfter much soul searching, and a quick Q&A session with Jovah, Alleluia also returnes to Eyrie shortly after Delilah.\nShe confirms that Delilah will be continue as Archangel and that she will become the new oracle at Mount Sinai.\nCaleb returns with her and founds an engineering college at the base of the mountain.
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conversations.value: Give me the first five paragraphs for this story.. End with the sentence ' More permanent buildings were, in some places, under construction, but this section of town was still clearly in a state of flux.'.
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conversations.value: Jovah's Angel
  There were a few inhabitants to be seen at this hour of the day, however—mostly women going to and from the markets or the wells, one or two men carrying wood or peddling goods. Not many children, though; this was a working day, and children were in the factories where they could be made use of. Alleya could not repress a shudder.
  She earned occasional sidelong, incurious glances as she passed by, but no one stopped her or addressed her. Even though angels were rare (probably nonexistent) in this part of town, the inhabitants did not have enough energy to wonder why she might be there. They barely had the energy to survive the day.
  Conditions improved as she moved closer to the center of town, passing gradually from the poorer districts to the richer residential areas. The demarcation line from middle-class merchants and burghers to wealthy Jansai aristocracy was immediate and distinct. Suddenly the homes were palatial, expensive and ringed by tall fences guaranteeing the owners privacy. Even more conspicuous was the arrangement of the windows, all of them grouped on one half of each house, while the other half of the building remained completely closed, shut off from any view of the world.
  She always remembered this with the shock of something she had hated so much that her mind had completely forgotten it: The Jansai women were not allowed to mingle with the world, or even look out upon it. Even the traveling Jansai nomads, who took their women with them on the road, kept them covered with scarves and languishing in their tents when they camped outside a city of any size. Here in the Jansai capital, the wealthy traders kept their wives and daughters off the streets and immured in their huge, gold-plated prisons. Unless you were an eligible Jansai man looking to wed within the proper circle, you would never lay eyes on one of these young women.
  Once she passed through the most exclusive neighborhoods, Alleya found herself on the edge of the business district. It was nothing like the collection of offices, warehouses, restaurants and schools that could be found in Luminaux or Velora—all these structures looked temporary, uncertain, built for easy demolition. Many of them were little more than heavy canvas roofs tied over a framework of metal poles. Not until the past generation or two had the Jansai invested to any extent in the city itself; all their wealth had been gathered on the road, buying and selling both goods and information. More permanent buildings were, in some places, under construction, but this section of town was still clearly in a state of flux.
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conversations.value: Give me five more paragraphs.. End with the sentence '"'.
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conversations.value: Caleb understood their frenzy. As soon as Alleya hit her first gorgeous trill, he felt a pulse of fever in the black Kiss on his arm. As the intensity of her song built, so did the heat in his Kiss, till he felt as if a brand were being pressed against his skin. He made no protest, though he glanced down once to see the scarlet light filtering through the charred nodule on his arm. He merely clenched one fist and listened intently to the heavenly sweep and circle of the angel's song.
  He had kept his eyes mostly on the antics of the machine; he did not feel capable of looking at Alleya while she sang so close beside him. So when she abruptly fell silent, he swung his eyes over in surprise, to find her staring at him with something like panic. Her eyes flicked from his burning Kiss to his face and back to his Kiss, and she put a hand across her mouth as if to hold back unspeakable words.
  She was still shaken by some unexpected anxiety, but she was recovering fast, and she clearly was not going to offer him an explanation. "We bury the device again, and we leave it alone," she said. "And we find some other way to reach Jovah."
  A few hours later, they were back at the cottage, making unenthusiastic plans for leaving in the morning. They had said very little on the way back down the mountain, leaving Caleb to wonder what exactly had caused Alleya's perturbation. Soon enough, he thought it might be physical pain, for he caught her favoring her injured ankle more and more.
  She shook her head. "Hard to carry an angel," she said with an attempt at humor. "The wings get in the way."
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conversations.value: Give me the last two paragraphs.
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conversations.value: It was like nothing he had ever known and everything he had dreamed of. The great wings rose and fell around him; the angel's slim body tensed and sprang forward. The world hurtled backward; the sky stooped low. Beneath him, the landscape was a dizzy blur of green and slate and blue, but if he concentrated very closely he could make out individual features—trees, mountains, lakes. The air felt winter-cool, snow-damp, and yet it glittered around his face with sunshine that had not yet fallen all the way to the earth. There was a perpetual wind against his cheek and a pleasant sense of vertigo, and with delight he realized that this forward rushing movement might not come to an end for hours.
  He threw back his head and laughed, for the world was a wondrous place. At this moment, he believed in everything, science, religion, and the melding of the two. He loved an angel and she loved him. And he was flying.