21st Order
Nearly six months here (has it truly been so long?) and yet there is no further indication of how we are to leave. And yet, our numbers here seem to grow almost daily; we now number ten. Three short of that which we should be, and one of those three has been here before, although I cannot say whether or not that has an effect on the likelihood of a repeat visit. A shame, and one I can do so very little about with the secrets of the city still eluding my grasp. Not even familiarity itself has offered an clue and thus I am forced to wait when I should be the one holding the answers.
Thankfully, few of those I yet call mine in truth have been inclined to ask of such matters. For now they seem content to do as they would otherwise. Simply being, as they had once done in our World That Never Was. Although I will admit this new world is not without its problems. XI and XII have been left alone for far too long; it is time they face what they deserve, lest the hour of their punishment grow even more overdue than it already has. And what better time then now, in the aftermath of the destruction of the structure that once served as prison. True, I would not be surprised to see the forces that serve as police for this place find a suitable replacement for that which they have so unduly lost, but in the meantime the chaos will serve will indeed.
More so if the citizens themselves take to using such a thing to their advantage but I can hardly count on that. The human heart is the hardest of all to judge and they fall all to easily to feelings of guilt and shame. No, for now I will be content with what I have. The matter is too important to risk on such hesitant possibilities. It must not wait much longer.
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How fare matters in regards to the Replica?
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The loss of a life is a regrettable thing. The loss of many, even more so. Yet here we of the City find ourselves in a situation in which many lives were lost and did not have to be so. It may have been the will of the deities to destroy that which had served as a place to hold those who most deserved such a thing, but there were and are ways to do so that would not have necessitated such a loss of life. If one is to destroy a place so inhabited, why not first remove those who inhabit it? I would have imagined it to be a simple matter, after all.
Or perhaps their intention was simply be rid of those who scourge the city? A cruel end, no doubt meant as a warning. And yet I cannot help but wonder... what of the innocents, wrongly imprisoned during the days prior to the destruction of the prison itself. Did they all escape? Or are they now thrown at the whims of the city; dead and dying and cold?
Questions I cannot answer. But questions that must be asked all the same.
Thankfully, few of those I yet call mine in truth have been inclined to ask of such matters. For now they seem content to do as they would otherwise. Simply being, as they had once done in our World That Never Was. Although I will admit this new world is not without its problems. XI and XII have been left alone for far too long; it is time they face what they deserve, lest the hour of their punishment grow even more overdue than it already has. And what better time then now, in the aftermath of the destruction of the structure that once served as prison. True, I would not be surprised to see the forces that serve as police for this place find a suitable replacement for that which they have so unduly lost, but in the meantime the chaos will serve will indeed.
More so if the citizens themselves take to using such a thing to their advantage but I can hardly count on that. The human heart is the hardest of all to judge and they fall all to easily to feelings of guilt and shame. No, for now I will be content with what I have. The matter is too important to risk on such hesitant possibilities. It must not wait much longer.
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How fare matters in regards to the Replica?
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The loss of a life is a regrettable thing. The loss of many, even more so. Yet here we of the City find ourselves in a situation in which many lives were lost and did not have to be so. It may have been the will of the deities to destroy that which had served as a place to hold those who most deserved such a thing, but there were and are ways to do so that would not have necessitated such a loss of life. If one is to destroy a place so inhabited, why not first remove those who inhabit it? I would have imagined it to be a simple matter, after all.
Or perhaps their intention was simply be rid of those who scourge the city? A cruel end, no doubt meant as a warning. And yet I cannot help but wonder... what of the innocents, wrongly imprisoned during the days prior to the destruction of the prison itself. Did they all escape? Or are they now thrown at the whims of the city; dead and dying and cold?
Questions I cannot answer. But questions that must be asked all the same.