OOC Prompt: Bard: Truth will out
No secret survived the Nexus, not forever. Thorn knew this, and accepted the price for a space of belonging. Joy was a transient thing and someday they would read his curse, and his failure. The words would not deny Djehuty, even if no one else could read them. Someday they would know what he could be, measure it against what he was, and be disappointed. The inevitability ate at him daily.