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Persephone's ideal world session 1
In the flicker of a candle-flame, in the stir of still water, in the fluttering of flower petals, there is a voice.
Once, there was a maiden...
...who was the living embodiment of everything right in the world.
While she lived, no real harm could come to anyone. Oh, wounds, disease, even death, sure. But she stood between the world and anything worse.
"Except," she said, "I'm going to die." And no one listened.
"I'm going to die tomorrow," she said. And no one heard.
Into the silence, she said: "There's always an ending, after all."
Once, there was a maiden...
...who was the living embodiment of everything right in the world.
While she lived, no real harm could come to anyone. Oh, wounds, disease, even death, sure. But she stood between the world and anything worse.
"Except," she said, "I'm going to die." And no one listened.
"I'm going to die tomorrow," she said. And no one heard.
Into the silence, she said: "There's always an ending, after all."
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backing up a few steps and then taking a running leap into the river]
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anyway, if you want the Neverborn, you're going to have to go really, really, really deep. like deeper than this river actually was in reality kind of deep. but you're an Exalt and you really want to huff the Neverborn, so I guess down you go to huff the Whispers.]
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They are there, in the water. or their tombs are, rather. indescribable, incomprehensible geometry, and as loud as they were before.
oh, yeah, even down here you can feel that rumbling.]
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