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Sermon Two
[Signless has chosen his location carefully; when he turns on the video function, there's a wall of water behind him, and a school of brightly colored tropical fish swimming past. He's very clearly in the bubble again.]
My friends, today I want to talk to you about fear.
[His voice is low and soothing, his story-telling voice.]
I have known great fear in my time. In my world, the color of my blood was a source of fear, something that drove me into hiding for a long time. Then, when I dreamed of the world that could be, rather than the world that was, I was afraid again... afraid that I would never see what I knew we were capable of come to pass. I was afraid to speak out, afraid to make a ripple in the still, stagnant waters of our society, and tried instead to live my meager little life underneath the notice of the highbloods.
But then I saw what my silence was doing, what those in similar positions were suffering, and I knew I could not stay silent. I could not sit idly by while our world rotted away from its very core, while its corruption bled away the talents and very lives of so many trolls who had done nothing beyond being hatched the wrong color. I could not wait for another to come along and demand change, or I would wait the rest of my life. I needed to cast aside my fear, to find a reserve of strength within me, and rise to what my world needed me to be.
[His voice falls, becoming hushed and soft, almost painfully honest, and he looks down, his cloak hiding his eyes.]
I was terrified. Casting off fear is one of the most difficult things I have ever done. Fear is something I knew, its cold comfort as familiar to me as my guardian's face. It would have been... easy to live my entire life in fear, I thought.
[He looks up then, and his eyes are burning, his voice strong once more.]
I thought that fear was a cloak to hide me, but it was a chain I wore around my neck. When the fear was gone, when I made the decision to cast it aside, I have never felt so free in my entire life. It was how I imagine it must feel to wake up one morning with wings, and look out the window into an endless sky. When the fear was gone, I could breathe a deep breath for the first time in my life, and look to the future not as an ominous, foreboding thing, but as a path bathed in light and redemption.
I am not afraid any longer, Vatheon. This is my home now, and it is worth fighting for. I will not be driven out of my home again. I will not let fear control me.
My friends, today I want to talk to you about fear.
[His voice is low and soothing, his story-telling voice.]
I have known great fear in my time. In my world, the color of my blood was a source of fear, something that drove me into hiding for a long time. Then, when I dreamed of the world that could be, rather than the world that was, I was afraid again... afraid that I would never see what I knew we were capable of come to pass. I was afraid to speak out, afraid to make a ripple in the still, stagnant waters of our society, and tried instead to live my meager little life underneath the notice of the highbloods.
But then I saw what my silence was doing, what those in similar positions were suffering, and I knew I could not stay silent. I could not sit idly by while our world rotted away from its very core, while its corruption bled away the talents and very lives of so many trolls who had done nothing beyond being hatched the wrong color. I could not wait for another to come along and demand change, or I would wait the rest of my life. I needed to cast aside my fear, to find a reserve of strength within me, and rise to what my world needed me to be.
[His voice falls, becoming hushed and soft, almost painfully honest, and he looks down, his cloak hiding his eyes.]
I was terrified. Casting off fear is one of the most difficult things I have ever done. Fear is something I knew, its cold comfort as familiar to me as my guardian's face. It would have been... easy to live my entire life in fear, I thought.
[He looks up then, and his eyes are burning, his voice strong once more.]
I thought that fear was a cloak to hide me, but it was a chain I wore around my neck. When the fear was gone, when I made the decision to cast it aside, I have never felt so free in my entire life. It was how I imagine it must feel to wake up one morning with wings, and look out the window into an endless sky. When the fear was gone, I could breathe a deep breath for the first time in my life, and look to the future not as an ominous, foreboding thing, but as a path bathed in light and redemption.
I am not afraid any longer, Vatheon. This is my home now, and it is worth fighting for. I will not be driven out of my home again. I will not let fear control me.
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[Yeah that's all he's offering. Such a helpful matesprit.]
Video; private;
What...
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D --> It's nothing at all
D --> Simply enjoying the show, as they say
Video; private; ....-> TEXT TEXT FUCK SUDDENLY TEXT
[And then, FFFFUUU- You know in cartoons, when a character gets embarrassed and they turn red from their feet up to their face? Yeah, that but orange, and fiddling with his SFC till he switches to text.]
wHAT SHOW?
text; private; eheheheheh
D --> The show you were demonstrating not too long ago
D --> When you let it be slip that you were a taken troll
D --> And when others asked, well...
Text; private; Ugh.
uH.
r1GHT.
lET'S JUST SWEEP THAT UNDER THE CLOTH FLOOR COVER1NG.
...aND WELL WHAT...
Text; private; Heh.
D --> You are simply quite endearing when you are getting worked up over it all
D --> And your face flushes so
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uH,
yOU ARE SAY1NG TH1S?
oR RATHER, tELL1NG ME TH1S?
1 HAVE A FEEL1NG 1T'S JUST TO KEEP ME WORKED UP,
1N A WAY.
Text; private; 8?
D --> I'm not sure where you got such an idea
Text; private; Sigh...
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*s1GH*
nOTH1NG.
e1THER WAY.
uH,
dON'T WORRY ABOUT HAV1NG TO DO ANYTH1NG YOU DON'T WANT TO.
aS FAR AS THE eMPRESS 1S CONCERNED.
sHE'S GONE.
[YEAH CHANGING THE SUBJECT NOW.]
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D --> Is your chest alright?
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oH,
uH.
yEAH, 1T'S THE R1BS THAT ARE REALLY K1NDA SORE?
bUT THEY ST1LL NEED A B1T TO HEAL.
fRACTURES TEND TO BE L1KE THAT, hEH.
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D --> If you ever need medical assistance
D --> Please come to me
D --> I'm knowledgeable about it
D --> Any other injuries?
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uH,
aCTUALLY.
...mAYBE.
[Swallows, gnawing the inside of his cheek a little.]
1 DUNNO.
mAYBE NOT.
dON'T WORRY ABOUT 1T.
video; private;
Lysunder. Just tell me.
Text; private;
t1NK...
video; private;
I should have been with you when you were doing whatever secret things you were. It's nothing less than my duty and... I do not care for seeing people I care for, injured.
But if nothing else, I want to be able to do this.
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1T'S UH,
mY BACK.
uH,
tHE AX1LLARY REG1ON OF MY R1GHT W1NG.
[Not thinking about if Darkleer knows what he means by that, but it's hard enough to tell him. Damage to his wings is something he... usually takes care of on his own, but that part of his back is out of his reach and he hasn't had it torn at before. He'd just let it heal on it's own, but... okay, maybe doing that just scares him. What if it doesn't heal right?]
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[A little noise of understanding. Don't worry, Summoner. Darkleer knows what you're talking about. He has always held a love of nature, and that has carried over into his work. All those robots he makes? Based off of real creatures. That means being very knowledgeable when it comes to their bodily structures.]
[Darkleer does his best to keep his voice quiet and calm, reassuring.]
Are you up on the island?
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nO,
fOREST.
1 CAN ST1LL FLY, 1T'S JUST.
yEAH.
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[She's a fine bird like that.]
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jUST,
dON'T, sER1OUSLY.
[Ugh, he, has mixed feelings... Damnit, why can't Mindfang be here, she was the only one who ever touched his wings... but even then it was still uncomfortable for him.]
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[Please don't do this to him, Lysunder. Darkleer is more confused than ever.]
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wow did not get this in my inbox at all 8|a
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