Who:
lumenrelegandus and anyone
When: Early in the week
Where: The dojo, the streets, the path toward the Ruins and/or Hunting Grounds.
Format: Prose
What: As if any loss weren't bad on its own, sometimes it opens up past ones.
Warnings: I'm being bad for posting a new log without doing any tags for ongoing threads! I have company for a few days and am semi-
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"What about purpose?"
River doesn't enjoy people playing games where she can't see them either, which is why she doesn't want to buy what religion is selling. Yet the way everything unfolds here-
"If it's not the law of large numbers then it's ineffability." If it takes people for a reason, could they place their own judgement values and fight for those without looking microscopic? "Fighting it could just be like a white rat in a maze. Sometimes that's what they want you to do. Doing nothing could be the anarchy. But I don't think that would be allowed. Something bad will happen sooner or later." They watch us, she wants to say. They know all of our names. Casually, she takes in the world through he peripheral vision, reaching out, shivering a little.
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"They?"
Though the Twins flashed instantly in his mind, a deeper, more resounding thought reverberated beyond rationality: Veneficus
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"Plural, non-gendered, non-specific. There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio."
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