ϡ - Chapter Eighteen; birthdays are sometimes bittersweet [action/voice]

[folkloristic]

[ Good afternoon Luceti. In the silence of this post you can hear the crinkling of a single sheet of paper. It is a lone letter, one from a man who is no longer in this world. You might also hear the whistling of water from a tea pot and the familiar sounds of someone preparing tea. A few moments later you will hear some banging coming from the

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[voice]

[screwthegods]

Do you think you're wrong, to feel that way? Selfish, that is.

[voice]

[folkloristic]

I-I'm not sure, to be honest. On one hand having them here and having met them was a wonderful experience. Yet they went through so much at the expense of being here. Would it be worth it again, I'm not sure. [ He'll sigh and run a hand through his hair on his end. ]

Yet the world they returned to...wasn't much better.

[voice]

[screwthegods]

It's a difficult question to answer, I suppose.

Regardless, all you can do now is treasure the memories you have of that person, and continue to live in a way that fulfills whatever promises you might have made. Questioning the morality of your feelings won't give you comfort, nor will blaming yourself for having them.

You have lost someone, and they will be missed. That is the extent of the truth you should accept.

[voice]

[folkloristic]

[ He thinks about what this man is saying and it does make sense. Perfect sense actually. He knows there is still things that need to be done with the ring. ] You're right, absolutely right. Even though...as humans we can't help but second guess and blame ourselves for having such thoughts. The truth is the truth though, despite it being painful to accept.

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[screwthegods]

Humans are hardly the only ones subject to such traits.

Regardless, I sympathize with your loss.

[voice]

[folkloristic]

Of course, my apologies. Gods, angels, demons they all can feel the subject of loss in their own ways.

Thank you for your words though--they actually mean quite a bit.