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07-27-2022, 05:07 PM
Sybil did not meet her gaze in the silence that followed, not until she spoke again. The feeling of vulnerability oozed somewhere in her guts, she wanted to squirm and wriggle it away. This was necessary, but god was it unpleasant. The advice she got was solid, but the practicality of feeling inadequate wasn’t the thing in question. She wanted to know how to cope, or ideally, how to rip the parasite from her flesh and crush it beneath her toes. She got a suggestion, which was ‘work more’, but it wasn’t the conclusion she’d been looking for. Maybe this whole endeavour was foolish, maybe a satisfying answer was unreachable. ”Ah, what’s the saying?” She said, mostly to herself, remembering a tidbit of her life before Ardent. “Death completes a man.” The idea of an unchanging, perfect soul drew grim associations in her mind. ”Good thing we are not dead then.” She shifted. “You’re very welcome to elaborate, it’s not like I have anything better to spend time on.” She said neutrally, largely convinced that further explanation would draw no better clarity. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ |
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