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Video; Dream a little dream with me
[It's been a while since Ushahin has posted to the network. He always ends up enjoying the responses he gets, for it gives him a good pulse on what the cave residents are up to. It's time for another one of what Sans once called his "philosophy hour."
He's sitting outside, and for once, is wearing sunglasses, hiding the worst of the damage done to his eye sockets. It appears that he's watching something up in the sky, the moment of his head going round and round.]
I used to wonder sometimes if being brought here was a punishment for all the wrongs I have done in my life. I don't suppose it is so, but sometimes, the idea seems to have merit. Tell me, what is the worst thing you have done in your life? No lying or vague answers for this one or I'll pull it right out of your heads. Just tell me the truth.
[What he's been watching rapidly descends, revealing the dot in the cave ceiling to have been Fetch, his raven friend. He lands on the ground and hops over, giving whoever is watching an extreme close-up of the raven as he pecks at the device. He gives out a guttural Grrrawww! to Ushahin, who seems to be listening to it as if it's actual words.]
I suppose you are right. Fair trade and all that. I won't tell anyone else. You don't live to be my age without learning how to keep a secret. And if you tell me one, if you would like, I'll tell you one of mine.
He's sitting outside, and for once, is wearing sunglasses, hiding the worst of the damage done to his eye sockets. It appears that he's watching something up in the sky, the moment of his head going round and round.]
I used to wonder sometimes if being brought here was a punishment for all the wrongs I have done in my life. I don't suppose it is so, but sometimes, the idea seems to have merit. Tell me, what is the worst thing you have done in your life? No lying or vague answers for this one or I'll pull it right out of your heads. Just tell me the truth.
[What he's been watching rapidly descends, revealing the dot in the cave ceiling to have been Fetch, his raven friend. He lands on the ground and hops over, giving whoever is watching an extreme close-up of the raven as he pecks at the device. He gives out a guttural Grrrawww! to Ushahin, who seems to be listening to it as if it's actual words.]
I suppose you are right. Fair trade and all that. I won't tell anyone else. You don't live to be my age without learning how to keep a secret. And if you tell me one, if you would like, I'll tell you one of mine.
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[She's not offering to share just yet, but there is a distinction and she's curious how he's making it.]
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[If he believed everything the people of Urulat said about him, he'd be a completely irredeemable monster with nothing but darkness in his heart.]
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[He would never deny that he had caused a lot of pain and misery in his time, but he'd always thought he was in the right in doing so. Now things were different.]
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[Her actual regret? It's something that many would consider minor and inconsequential compared to the things she doesn't regret at all. But it does weigh on her mind occasionally.]
The people you harmed are not necessarily wrong for seeing you that way because they were harmed, but you know your reasons for the harm you inflicted.
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[His enemies had succeeded far too well in their goal. Ushahin was the last of his kind, the one remaining survivor of those who had been loyal to his god Satoris. The trauma of that experience would never fade. A full year almost he had been here and still the wounds were raw.]
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[Her hands certainly aren't clean. Neither are plenty of other people's here. So there's not much point in being overly judgmental.]
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[Even if he tried and failed, at least he had put forth the effort, rather than letting himself remain the same as he always had.]