Ω Hundred and Six - Ever The Rebel
[Peylix is gnawing on a pencil, something obviously on his mind. He's outside, leaning on top of his astronomy homework. He takes the pencil out when he speaks.] Ok. Don't get me wrong here. I like astronomy. Infinite space in all directions, infinite possibilities, vast distances, really impossible to process just how massive all of it was. We're not merely bugs we're atoms. Even smaller!
[He's obviously taken by the subject.] All this is ok. [He makes a thumbs up with the hand with the gnawed pencil (the other one is stopping him from planting face first on the ground).] Aces.
But divination... [Why is this even a thing?] I mean. The future. What you come up with could mean so many possibilities... that anything you do get, it's completely and utterly untrustworthy and vague.
And everyone sees death everywhere too. [That's just weird.]
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[He's obviously taken by the subject.] All this is ok. [He makes a thumbs up with the hand with the gnawed pencil (the other one is stopping him from planting face first on the ground).] Aces.
But divination... [Why is this even a thing?] I mean. The future. What you come up with could mean so many possibilities... that anything you do get, it's completely and utterly untrustworthy and vague.
And everyone sees death everywhere too. [That's just weird.]
This entry was originally posted at http://rass-bestie.dreamwidth.org/28345.html. Comments go there.