[L breathes out, a shallow and enchanted puff, at the combination of words there; family, friends, and flock. It's completely alien to him, of course, as absurd and unattainable as an exalted painting in an art gallery with paid muscle.
He's no thief; he doesn't want to take. Why does he feel like he needs to say so, again and again? You can want something like dying, without taking actions to reach out and take it, after all.
It's possible. Painful, surely; requiring willpower, yes, but it's a thing, done by some people who are larger than their appetites.]
You love beauty, then. As well as service and knowledge.
A useful thing to know, for this patchwork creature who fails in some regards and excels in others, to lackluster or illustrious degrees.]
You sound like you've spoken a sermon before. Is that simply my ignorance?
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He's no thief; he doesn't want to take. Why does he feel like he needs to say so, again and again? You can want something like dying, without taking actions to reach out and take it, after all.
It's possible. Painful, surely; requiring willpower, yes, but it's a thing, done by some people who are larger than their appetites.]
You love beauty, then. As well as service and knowledge.
A useful thing to know, for this patchwork creature who fails in some regards and excels in others, to lackluster or illustrious degrees.]
You sound like you've spoken a sermon before. Is that simply my ignorance?