[ brilith knows all too well the status of her own history - erased from existence long ago, every last vestige of it destroyed, save her own soul, and that only because of a twist of fate. she and her people were replaced by something new, something different and weaker - more pliant, and subservient to the gods. though she hides it well among these new humans, all it's done is instill a deep-rooted bitterness in her soul.
so she can't help but wonder how 45 seems so different. or is she, at all? is she hiding her real feelings on the matter, just like brilith has had to do for millennia? ]
If only the rest of them were so understanding. [ she sighs, suddenly very tired. ] Though I suppose it's difficult, from their perspectives. The one life they have means the world to them.
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[ brilith knows all too well the status of her own history - erased from existence long ago, every last vestige of it destroyed, save her own soul, and that only because of a twist of fate. she and her people were replaced by something new, something different and weaker - more pliant, and subservient to the gods. though she hides it well among these new humans, all it's done is instill a deep-rooted bitterness in her soul.
so she can't help but wonder how 45 seems so different. or is she, at all? is she hiding her real feelings on the matter, just like brilith has had to do for millennia? ]
If only the rest of them were so understanding. [ she sighs, suddenly very tired. ] Though I suppose it's difficult, from their perspectives. The one life they have means the world to them.