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arsarcana2022-04-09 09:27 pm
strongestfeelings) wrote in arsarcana2022-04-09 09:27 pm
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but if day can turn to night and darkness can turn to light
[This is certainly a morose affair. But Stella had promised Fern that she’d remember him. And… Well. They all weren’t quite as exhausted as they were last week. They may as well channel that energy into something somewhat positive.
So, Olive makes an offensively large thing of soup, that they have no chance of finishing. Bruno makes rice pudding. Baldr and Hubert also cook, which– Baldr helping is probably a good thing, on account of Hubert’s threats to poison them all.
Stella does what she can– which is providing a somber mood lighting in the great hall. At least they can gather together, without having to worry about the darkness– and without needing the torches in the Great Hall, which she has put out, fearing the flame may remind some of what happened today.
The invitations are more threatening and insulting than they have any right to be– but hey. Stella didn’t double check those. It’s probably not too difficult to guess who wrote them.
They're trying. Everyone... is trying.]
So, Olive makes an offensively large thing of soup, that they have no chance of finishing. Bruno makes rice pudding. Baldr and Hubert also cook, which– Baldr helping is probably a good thing, on account of Hubert’s threats to poison them all.
Stella does what she can– which is providing a somber mood lighting in the great hall. At least they can gather together, without having to worry about the darkness– and without needing the torches in the Great Hall, which she has put out, fearing the flame may remind some of what happened today.
The invitations are more threatening and insulting than they have any right to be– but hey. Stella didn’t double check those. It’s probably not too difficult to guess who wrote them.
They're trying. Everyone... is trying.]
cw: mass… child killing…… I have no idea what else to tag this as fjdhsgs
Hardly. My kind rarely interact or feel anything for each other anymore, much less endure rivalries.
No, it’s because the remaining adults… consider it a mercy to kill whatever new children they come across.
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... is your kind's existence that horrific...?
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…It might not have always been depending on who you ask. While we might have once been hunted and slain by the humans who feared and reviled us, my elder sister still spoke of those times fondly. But…
[ He tips his head back down, looking at the table ]
When Father was killed and the Allmother decided she’d had enough… when she wiped out all other life and our home world became a desolate dead wasteland that we were cursed to roam for eternity… well, I suppose I can understand a little why the other adults began to lose their minds and hearts. When they started to long for their own ends and think they were granting us a kindness by not allowing us to grow up in that world. Even if I don't quite agree.
[ After all if they had their way back then, he wouldn't be alive at all right now ]