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caughtinanetwork2012-03-02 07:59 pm
withoutasign) wrote in caughtinanetwork2012-03-02 07:59 pm
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.
[privatejack]
[privatejack]
D --> Give her a bit of time
D --> She's always been like this
D --> No matter what other fronts she may show other people.
[privatejack]
sHE'S NEVER BEEN TH1S TO ME.
eVER.
tH1S 1SN'T m1NDFANG.
[privatejack]
D --> Well
D --> That's all very well and fine to say
D --> But I've learned that just saying things does not make them true.
[privatejack]
aND TH1S 1S A PERFECT EXAMPLE.
eXCUSE ME 1F 1'M NOT THAT H1GH SP1R1TED ABOUT TH1S.
tHAT,
tH1NG,
1S NOT WHO MENTORED ME.
[privatejack]
D --> If you care for the viewpoint of someone equally biased towards both of you
D --> You're both being young and foolish
D --> from where I'm standing
[privatejack]
bUT THAT'S WHY 1'M DONE SPEAK1NG W1TH HER.
1 TR1ED HAV1NG A CONVERSAT1ONG W1TH HER.
aND UH,
yOU PROBABLY SAW HOW THAT WENT.
[privatejack]
D --> She doesn't usually act like that
D --> I think I would know
D --> While she may be a bit rash and hot-headed at this age
D --> That still isn't normal
[privatejack]
wELL 1 AM F1ND1NG 1T D1FF1CULT FOR ME TO DEAL W1TH HER.
sO 1 TH1NK THAT 1T 1S A GOOD 1DEA TO JUST NOT,
uH,
dEAL W1TH HER.
wH1CH 1S WHAT 1'M GO1NG TO DO.
[Not that he wants to, damnit...]
[privatejack]
D --> If you like
D --> I'll see if I can't make her settle down somewhat
D --> Our meeting is going to be nearly inevitable at any rate
[privatejack]
1 TH1NK 1 WOULD RATHER KEEP THE m1NDFANG 1 KNOW FROM BACK HOME,
uH,
1N MY M1ND...
jUST,
1'D L1KE TO PRESERVE THAT 1MAGE OF HER.
aND SORRY TO HEAR ABOUT THAT.
[privatejack]
D --> Very well
D --> If she ever hassles you too much
D --> Let me know
D --> I'll distract her well enough
[privatejack]
[He understands that she's still the same person, but sweeps and sweeps of experience can do so much to a troll. By the time he got to know her, she was so much more mature and intelligent. Not only that, but Mindfang wasn't fucking scared of him, like she apparently is now, but he has no clue as to WHY. It's really frustrating and it's... he wants his mentor and closest friend back. How she can react so differently really hits hard.]
[privatejack]