Chapter XXVI: Destati
And so it would seem our resident "Tunnel Snake" was correct with his colloquialisms. Irradiated Great American Cockroaches...commonly known as the Radroach. Still, I should that hope these oversized pests only make their way into our food supply in very extreme cases of shortage.
Where there is one, there are likely dozens more.
That's all the commiserating I'll chime in with today, for there are more important matters to speak of:
Namely, a hypothesis regarding our purpose in this world. Doubtlessly it has crossed everyone's minds more than once, why we are the ones who should find ourselves here, at an abandoned crossroads of worlds, so close to this tower which joins dreams. Is it the axis of all existence? It teases us regularly, flits in and out of dreams. Pulls us from one reality into another. Perhaps the unseen forces which deign to breach this UNFOUND tower, or fell it, or at least coax out the secrets of its true use, have proven unsuccessful, and so have drawn those who figure into a call of destiny significant enough to pose a chance.
...and with this in mind, I ask you each to make a frank estimation, simply for the sake of surveying our populace. All modesty and boastfulness aside:
Would you consider yourselves worthy of such a call? Have you, or are you aligned to bear significant impact on your world, in the realms that you influence back home? Did you save it from the brink of extinction, or doom it, or were you born for some high, prophetic cause? Are you a chosen one, a shining star, an unexpected turn of fate? Have you defied such expectations? Or are you closely connected with such a person, who might yet be drawn from your affiliation?
A simple 'Yes' or 'No' should suffice for the purposes of this basic evaluation. I don't mean to pry, as it is a rather delicate, weighty subject. But if you should like to make an interview of it, chat over these things privately...that can also be arranged.
Where there is one, there are likely dozens more.
That's all the commiserating I'll chime in with today, for there are more important matters to speak of:
Namely, a hypothesis regarding our purpose in this world. Doubtlessly it has crossed everyone's minds more than once, why we are the ones who should find ourselves here, at an abandoned crossroads of worlds, so close to this tower which joins dreams. Is it the axis of all existence? It teases us regularly, flits in and out of dreams. Pulls us from one reality into another. Perhaps the unseen forces which deign to breach this UNFOUND tower, or fell it, or at least coax out the secrets of its true use, have proven unsuccessful, and so have drawn those who figure into a call of destiny significant enough to pose a chance.
...and with this in mind, I ask you each to make a frank estimation, simply for the sake of surveying our populace. All modesty and boastfulness aside:
Would you consider yourselves worthy of such a call? Have you, or are you aligned to bear significant impact on your world, in the realms that you influence back home? Did you save it from the brink of extinction, or doom it, or were you born for some high, prophetic cause? Are you a chosen one, a shining star, an unexpected turn of fate? Have you defied such expectations? Or are you closely connected with such a person, who might yet be drawn from your affiliation?
A simple 'Yes' or 'No' should suffice for the purposes of this basic evaluation. I don't mean to pry, as it is a rather delicate, weighty subject. But if you should like to make an interview of it, chat over these things privately...that can also be arranged.