[ They don't like plants. They're starting to like plants even less. Not even Unn was like this, this strangling, choking thing. Not like the other gods they have known, burning like the sun, holding a heart of fire within.
But they are rotting away. Their only strength is the same thing that keeps them sick, like a plague.
They can't help but feel pity; it's the only thing in their heart (as much as they have one). Bliss had tried to give them a dream of a perfect world, but for an empty child like them, what would make that world had been confused and scattered.
Their small nail could cut the vines away, but it would take much more endurance and patience than they have. Much more time, that others don't. Bliss is stealing away others' lives, through their dreams.
They lack the words to speak, so they walk up to the bulb, simply touching it for a moment. They wonder if it would even speak to them at all, or if they could hear its voice.
What had they been like, the Knight wonders. The Storyteller had mentioned that they weren't supposed to get so large. What had they been, then?
Can Bliss read their thoughts? They tilt their head, waiting for any answer. ]
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But they are rotting away. Their only strength is the same thing that keeps them sick, like a plague.
They can't help but feel pity; it's the only thing in their heart (as much as they have one). Bliss had tried to give them a dream of a perfect world, but for an empty child like them, what would make that world had been confused and scattered.
Their small nail could cut the vines away, but it would take much more endurance and patience than they have. Much more time, that others don't. Bliss is stealing away others' lives, through their dreams.
They lack the words to speak, so they walk up to the bulb, simply touching it for a moment. They wonder if it would even speak to them at all, or if they could hear its voice.
What had they been like, the Knight wonders. The Storyteller had mentioned that they weren't supposed to get so large. What had they been, then?
Can Bliss read their thoughts? They tilt their head, waiting for any answer. ]