[ The feed turns on to a peaceful forest clearing. Ahead, curled up in a ball is the spider-dog creation, dozing peacefully. Soon, the unicorn that guards him steps into view, her hew bowing to peer at the snoozing creature, and then continuing on, her steps light and silent
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It is a natural process of mortal life. What is there to fear of it?
[ Considering. ]
It is a fascinating process.
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What do you mean, careless?
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[Frozen in a child's body, and frozen in the naivety of a child in some ways, lost to the cynicism of his centuries in others.]
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[He admits this uncertainly, self-conscious of the way that makes him sound other from them.]
But they are all so very different, I don't think I understand them at all.
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[He smiles contently the very picture of a man satisfied with where he is and where he will be headed]
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But, at the same time, it is like a double-edged sword. Certainly, there is joy in life, whether it is living out your own or seeing the birth of another. However, where there is day, there is night -- and there are unpleasant experiences to go hand-in-hand with every pleasant one.
[And she takes in a breath, connecting her mind with the present. There's a soft 'ah', realization distinct in its utterance. When she speaks again, warmly, one can easily tell that there's a smile on her lips.] Without getting too long-winded, there are a lot of ways to describe it, but I'm afraid it's difficult to explain in a way that's understandable on an emotional level. [An apologetic note softens her voice.]All the more so if you've never met another of your kind. However, if you'll permit me, I'll most certainly try. So can you tell me ( ... )
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It is no matter. I cannot understand the emotions of others, truly. It was curiousity which led me to inquire. Your assistance is appreciated.
[ Care for? ]
I am guardian over the creatures of the forest, and the young one I have. I am connected to my own kind, and I will see them safe as any other - but I cannot say there is any that I care for.
[ Once, what seems like far too long ago, but no more. ]
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[And it comes as a surprise to hear that there is no one the unicorn cares for -- however, it does not show when she speaks again.]
Hmm...in that case, have you ever felt sadness? If not, what of hurt, whether it be physical or mental?
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Once, though I can no longer feel these things ... yet I remember. [ A pause. ]
Why do you ask such questions?
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It's... hard to describe, I guess? But I think the best way to describe it is that we learn by growing.
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What do you learn?
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It's like when you grow up, you slowly realize more about things around you that you didn't notice before. When we're young, we usually only take notice of a few things that are important, and even if we did, we don't fully understand them.
Things were much simpler when we were kids.
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