macuilli. harvester of hearts.

[leadsthestars]

[ Video: Coyolxauhqui is seen sitting cross-legged on the floor of a cabin that is quite obviously not her own. In the background there are piles of bulky burlap sacks, and at one point there's just a glimpse of someone else walking by...a certain someone else who wears woolen trousers and olde-time shoes

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I'm sorry for any Seven douchebaggery to follow.

[dominie]

I bet you think you're very impressive, don't you. [He sounds utterly disgusted.]

understandable douchebaggery though!

[leadsthestars]

I think I am many things.

[dominie]

You're scared, is what you are. A frightened little rabbit trapped in a mortal body, desperate to reclaim her power through fear and intimidation. Like so many gods that have fallen before.

[leadsthestars]

Scared? I have never been scared. I have always been a warrior.

The way of the world is violence. I do not wish for power. I want my way of life restored to me.

[dominie]

There's a cycle of creation and destruction. That is the way of the universe, not your petty little self-serving views of the world. And your way of life is your power, little wonder you have been denied it when you can't even recognize it.

[leadsthestars]

That is the way of the gods and the world we have created. We make our worlds. We destroy our worlds.

World making, world centering, world renewal. I do as I have always done.

I do not see how our opinions differ.

[dominie]

Because this death is UNNECESSARY! IT IS PART OF NO CYCLE, NO CREATION. This destruction is needless. It's disgusting display that you have concocted, that WILL humiliate that kindly soul, is nothing more than a tactic to invoke fear. A plead to gods that are unheard here, and done to someone who has done nothing but show kindness and acceptance.

I have watched gods crumble at my feet as worlds do, always by their own acts of foolishness... Especially since you know this, don't you? You know it was meaningless. Nothing will come of his death. Just... the feel of coagulating blood on your skin, only as warm as your own flesh.

[a_bit_put_upon]

Steady on, there's a good fellow. She's my responsibility; I think it's best I handle this, don't you?

[dominie]

Oh, do so. Please, please do so.

[a_bit_put_upon]

Thank you.

[leadsthestars]

No! It means everything! Death is never meaningless! Never!

All souls have a purpose. All blood has a purpose. You just do not know the value in it.

[a_bit_put_upon]

Hush. No more squabbling, either of you.

[dominie]

Oh... what I wish I could say to that. But my younger self wants to handle this, and as he should I'll let him.

But I will say this? Death? I've met her, and she had a better demeanor and a kind smile when she crept up on you.