hadriel | First ☂ Voice

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First ☂ Voice

Hm.

[Sorrow's voice is slow and stern, easily authoritative without any pretense or false airs.]

It would seem that Hope has gathered the energy necessary to bring me back. I'm told that our new guests have had a say in it- if that is the case, then you have my thanks.

[There's a thoughtful pause before he continues.]

As a token of my gratitude, I have created an garden of food to lessen your burden on Hope. Both parties will benefit from its creation, and so I trust that it will be tended with respect.

It will grow as the week goes on and I return to my former strength. Do let me know if anything disagrees with your systems and I'll remove it.

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Hm... I suppose envy would be covered under Rage, worry under Fear, shame under myself, and awe with our dear Delight.

[We're going broad strokes here.]

Another Sorrow created me. The same goes for the rest of my companions.

Edited 2016-08-20 07:10 (UTC)

[ Another sorrow. There's a whole mythology here that Gansey doesn't know. It's impossible for this not to spark his interest. ]

Yes, that...makes a kind of sense. What about the very first sorrow? Is there a...creator god, from whom all of you came?

[He shakes his head.]

Not that I'm aware of. We don't keep records as extensively as your species. Many of us don't see the point.

I see.

[ That's a great pity. Gansey tries not to let the fact of that leak into his voice. ]

So you aren't curious, then, about where you came from? Perhaps that obsession is more unique to humans than I thought.

Perhaps it is.

[Simply. Gansey's disappointment is not mirrored in Sorrow's tone, but it's a close thing.]

We are a long lived and simple species. I am personally attracted to our history, our artifacts, and our earlier years, but that kind of curiosity is... more of an anomaly. Most of what I know is information that has been passed down by direct communication; in order to find answers, I once sought out the older members of our species to hear from them.

[ That perks Gansey's interest again. He looks up, even though he's not really looking at anything. His thumb runs across his lip. He doesn't realise that it's there. ]

Did you?

Well I certainly don't blame you. I thought that you were the eldest of your kind. Do you know what happened to them, the elder gods?

I am the eldest of my kind now.

[His tone is straightforward and blunt.]

The others are all likely dead.

And you don't intend to bring them back? I mean, Hope managed it for you and the others.

[ Is there a limit to what Hope can do? Gansey has so far gotten the impression the only limit is energy, and he gets that from people. ]

Edited 2016-09-10 09:44 (UTC)

That would be....

[He takes a deep breath, considering it.]

-a stretch. It's better to focus on the immediate task at hand than worry about something two impossibilities away from you.

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